Kumar Apartment : Season 2 – Part 76 (Swati Ke Armano Ka Agla Shikaar)
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Narrated by Swati Hi, main Swati. Pichle part mein aap logone dekha ki kaise main apne papa ke sath kai baar maze kar chuki thi. Papa aur main ghar par akele the. Aur jab bhi mann hota to papa mujhe jamkar chod bhi rahe the Mujhe bhi papa se baar-baar chudwane mein kafi maza aa raha tha. Par ab ghar mein ek mehman tha, papa ke dost, Ashok uncle. Papa maa se milne hospital gaye hue the. Yaha ghar par Uncle mujhe tash mein rummy khelna sikha rahe the. Par mere mann mein kuch aur hi tha. Isse pahle kabhi bhi Uncle aaj ke tarah nahi the. Aaj unke haaw-bhaaw mein kuch badalaaw tha. Shayad mere pehne kapdo ke karan ho. Woh mujhe har maoke par ghoor rahe the aur main unhe khul kar dikha bhi rahi thi. Baato hi baato mein maine unhe papa ki whiskey ki bottle se ek badi peg pila di. Pahle papa aur ab uncle ko main apni nadaani ke dhong mein phasaane ka maza le rahi thi. Main unke theek bagal sofe par janghe failakar apni besharmi dikha rahi thi. Woh mere taraf dekh nazare ka maza bhi le rahe the. Hum dubara tash khel rahe the aur 10-minute baad uncle firse jeet gaye. Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Main firse jeet gaya. Main: Aap cheating kar rahe ho, usi liye. Ashok uncle: Kaisa cheating, main koi cheating nahi kar raha. Main: Chaliye ek aur baar, is baar aapko hara hi dungi. Ashok uncle: Aur agar nahi hara payi to? Main: Ho hi nahi sakta, main hi jeetungi. Ashok uncle: Par agar tum haar gayi to mujhe kya milega? Main: Jo aap bolo. Par hone wala nahi, is baar to main hi jeetungi. Uncle meri jangho ke beech nihaarte hue bole: Jo bolu karogi matlab? Main: Pahle jeet kar to dikhaiye uncle, fir aap jo kahoge mein karungi. Uncle ke chehre par ek alag hi khushi thi. Woh tash ke patte liye aur do logo ke liye daalte hue bole: Soch lena. Baad mein mat kahna maine cheating kiya. Main: Nahi, bilkul nahi par is baar main hi jeetungi. Main yahi soch rahi thi ki chahe kuch bhi ho haarungi to main hi. Agle 10–15-minute hum dono shanti se khelne lage. Uncle kafi gambheer hokar khel rahe the. Maano kuch bhi ho unhe jeetna hi hai. Fir uncle bole: Hahaha! Rummy! Jeet gaya main. Main udas shakal banati hui boli: Hmmm kaise? Uncle table par patte rakhte hue bole: dekho, set, set set, aur ye mera rummy! Main: Aapne cheating kiya hoga firse. Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Nahi nahi! Tum boli thi ye sab nahi bologi. Uncle mujhe dekh hath malte hue bole: Hmmm, to ab main jo kahunga karogi? Mere mann mein ye sunn uttejna hone lagi. Lekin udaas shakal banakar boli: Mmmm. Kya karna hai? Ashok uncle: Hmmm, dance! Main: Dance? Matlab? Ashok uncle: Haan, jo bolunga karogi boli thi na, to karke dikhao. Shayad uncle bhaap rahe the ki meri kya awastha hai. Main karungi ya nahi, to main sofe se uthti hui boli, “Usme kya hai, mujhe laga isse mushkil kuch bologe karne.” Ashok uncle: Koi baat nahi abhi to aur harogi tum, hahaha! Main uthkar TV mein bajte gane par apne thumke lagane lagi. Adaao ke sath kabhi apni kamar daanye to kabhi baanye hilati. Aksar main jaan boochkar zor ke thumke lagati. Jisse mere choti dress upar uchalti hui unhe andar ki halki jhalak dikha jaati. Ek minute baad main wapas jakar baithi aur boli: Lo ho gaya. Uncle daaru ki glass uthaye aur ek ghoont lagakar bole: Waah! Aise protsaahan mila to main har khel jeetunga. Main: Kyu! Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Tumse manchaha kaam jo karwa sakta hun! Main unke kareeb hokar boli: Kyu! Aisa kya karwana chahte ho aap uncle? Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Aise kyu pooch rahi ho tum. Main: Bataiyena! Jeetoge to kya-kya karwayenege mujhse? Ashok uncle: Woh to tab bataunga. Main: Nahi, khel se pahle inaam ghoshit hota hai. Agar main jeeti to aap bhi karoge jo mein kahungi. Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Manzoor, jeetogi to nahi tum, mujhe kyu darr. Jo bhi tum bolo manzoor! Main jhat se boli: Agar main jeeti to aap nachoge! Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Manzoor! Turant main aage boli: Aur dance karte-karte apne kapde utaarenge aap! Uncle mujhe dekh 2 pal sthumb rah gaye. Shayad woh soch rahe the ki woh sahi sune ya nahi aur fir bole: Ka… kya? Main: Agar main jeeti to aap nachte hue apne kapde utarenge uncle, manzoor? Ashok uncle: Ok, par agar tum haari to? Main: To kya? Boliye! Ashok uncle: To… to… to tum bhi… wahi karna! Uncle ghabrate hue ye baat bole. Woh soche ki kahi main bhadak na jaun. Par woh nahi jaante the ki woh mere mann ki baat kah rahe hai. Main fir bhi muh par hath rakh natak karti hui boli: Oh! Uncle, chee, aap mujhe nangi dekhna chahte ho? Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Mazaak kar raha tha. Bas tumhe darane ke liye! Main: Huh, mujhe aapse koi darr nahi. Par aap haroge is baar, isi liye mujhe manzoor hai. Uncle ke chehre par is baat ko sunn ascharya aur khushi dono ek sath chalakne laga. Main unke hath se tash lekar boli: Ki agar main haari to main kapde utaarti hui nachungi aapke samne! Aur fir unke paas jagar honto ko kaat aage boli: Poori nangi hokar nachungi uncle! Uncle ki bolti band ho gayi thi, woh chup-chaap table par apne patto ko dekhne lage. Iske baad hum khel shuru kiye aur fir uncle ki kismat aur meri shaitaan budhi ki kismat ek sath chumak uthi. Woh 5–6-minute mein hi jeet gaye. Ashok uncle: Jeet gaya. Main ghabrane ka dhong kar boli: Kya! Jeet gaye! Itni jaldi? Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Bola to tha ki main hi jeetunga. Main udaas shakal bana kar boli: Aap kaise jeet jaate ho har baar? Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Ghabrao mat, tumhe kapde utaar ke nachne ki koi zarurat nahi. Main tab unke paas hokar boli: Kyu? Main haar gayi na, to ab mujhe karni padegi na? Ashok uncle: Nahi nahi, zarurat nahi. Main honto ko kaat boli: Kyu? Aapko mujhe bina kapdo ke dekhne ka mann nahi? Uncle gale se ghoont utaarte hue bole: Nahi, nahi, bilkul nahi, mujhe kyu mann… Main unhe tokti hui boli: Kyu? Mujhe bina kapdo ke nachte dekhne ka mann nahi aapko? Sach boliye? Main table se unke daru ki glass li aur unke honto par lagakar pilati hui boli: Ya shayad aap mujhe bina kapdo ke dekh khud pe kaabu nahi kar payenge. Woh daru ki ek badi ghoont peekar bole: Ka… kya matlab? Main apne honto ko chaat boli: Shayad mujhe nangi dekh aapka kuch karne ka mann bann jaye? Ashok uncle: Kya kah rahi ho tum Swati! Main: Itne bhole na baniye aap. Jabse aaye hai mujhe ghoore ja rahe hai aap. Mere is baat par unke shikanj par paseena aane laga to main boli: Ghabraiye mat. Main papa se kuch nahi kahungi. Ashok uncle: Are kuch hai hi nahi kahne ko to main kyu gha… ghabraun? Main: To kya jabse aap aaye tabse mujhe ghoor nahi rahe the, boliye? Ashok uncle: Nahi, biklkul nahi. Main unke pant par lund par haath rakh boli: To ye kyu aise phula hua hai? Uncle kuch na bole na hi woh mere hath ko pakad hataye. Mano unhe pata tha ki main aise hi karungi. Unka lund tanaa hua tha, main use pakad sahlati hui boli: Itni der kya aap meri jangho ke beech nahi dekh rahe the? Ashok uncle: Tumhe pata tha? Main: Mujhe sab pata hai uncle. Main firse unke hont par glass lagakar unhe pilaati hui boli: Ab bataiye, kya mujhe nangi dekh aapko kuch karne ka mann ho jayega kya? Ashok uncle: Ka…kya karne ka mann? Main unke kaan ke paas gayi aur dheemi awaaz mein boli: Wahi jo ek ladka ladki nange hoke karte hai. Woh sar ghuma kar mujhe dekhe to main danto ko meenchti hui boli: SEX! Ashok uncle: Pa… par tumhare papa! Main unse door hati au table par rakhi mere phone ko uthakar call lagane lagi. Ashok uncle: Kya kar rahi ho? Main: Papa ko call kar rahi hun. Ashok uncle: Ku… kyu? Main: Unko batati hun ki aapke mann mein mere liye kya hai. Uncle ghabra uthe aur bole: Are, tum pagal ho kya? Kya bologi usse? Main: Yahi ki unke khaas dost ko unki beti ke sath maze karne ka mann ho raha hai. Ashok uncle: Tum khud hi boli ye sab. Main kab bola? Main unki ghabrahat dekh hass padi aur tabhi papa phone uthaye. Main aram se sofe par peet tika kar baithi. Apne paaw ko uncle ke god mein rakh unke lund par sahlati hui boli: Papa aap kaha ho? Papa: Yahi hospital mein hun, kya hua? Main: Nahi woh Uncle pooch rahe the. Kitna time lagega aapko wapas aane mein? Papa: Sham ki traffic hai, yaha aane mein hi 40-50 minute. 1 ghanta lagenga. Kuch lana hai kya aate waqt. Main: Nahi nahi, Uncle bore ho rahe the. Itni der woh mujhe rummy khelna sikha rahe the, par ab bore maar rahe hai. Papa: Bola tha usko mere sath aane. Beta tum uske sath raho tab tak mein aata hun. Aur suno beta, woh mere halmari mein whiskey ki bottle hai, woh use de dena. Fir woh bore nahi hoga. Main uncle ko aur unke hath mein pakdi glass ko dekh boli: Haan theek hai papa woh main de dungi. Main apni janghe halke se khol apni choot ki rekha uncle ko dikhakar phone mein aage boli: Woh jo bhi mangenege papa, main de dungi. Ok papa, bye. Main Uncle ko dekh boli: Papa bole, ki aap jo bhi mangoge dedu. Main apni paaw se uncle ke lund dabati hui aage boli: To kya chahiye aapko uncle? Uncle ke chehre par muskaan thi. Woh bole: Par agar tumhare papa ko kuch pata chala to? Main hath se unke pant par ubhare lund ko sahlakar boli: Uski chinta aap mat karo. Unhe aane mein abhi ek ghata lagega. Tab tak hum kya karenge kya nahi kisi ko nahi pata chalne wala. Uncle ke annkho mein daru ke alawa ab ek dusre nashe ka rang tha. Main unke hath ko pakad apni jangh par rakh boli: Agle ek ghante ke liye main aapki hui uncle. Uncle meri aankho mein dekh apne hath ko meri jangh par sahlate hue aage badne lage. Tabhi unki phone baji. Woh turant hadbadakar pocket se phone nikal bole: Are meri biwi ka phone hai, ek minute. Main unse hat kar baith gayi aur woh phone lekar bole: Hello! Ek minute baad woh phone mein wapas bole: Haan haan, theek hai theek hai, main kaat raha hun. Woh turant phone kaat diye aur mujhe dekhne lage. Main boli: Hahaha, kya hua aapko ab aunty se baat karne ki bhi phursat nahi? Ashok uncle: Are woh, kitpit karte rahti hai. Main: Kya bol rahe the woh? Ashok uncle: Ye… yahi ki zyada mat peene ko. Main: Hahaha, aisa hai to main aapko aur pilaungi aaj. Ashok uncle: Kyu? Main unki glass mein daru ki bottle se daru dali aur glass unhe deti hui boli: Taki aap daru peekar pure josh mein aa jaye! Ashok uncle: Hahaha, aur fir? Main unke paas hokar boli: Aur fir poore josh mein mere sath kuch kare. Uncle daru ki ghoont peete hue bole: Mujhe nahi pata tha ki tum itni badmash ladki ho. Main unke pant ki zip kholti hui boli: Kyu aap badmash nahi ho? Main apne hath ko andar dali aur boli: Aap to poori taiyaari ke sath aaye hai uncle. Underwear nahi pehne? Ashok uncle: Woh mujhe pata tha ki aaj meri kismat chumakne wali hai, hahaha. Main pant ke andar hi andar unke lund ko pakad hilakar boli: Kya pata tha aapko, bataiyena uncle. Uncle ek aur ghoont peekar bole: Yahi ki aaj tumhare sath masti karunga. Main unke lund ko kheech bahar nikal boli: Oh, uncle, itna bada? Unke lund ko apne hath mein daanye-baanye hilakar boli: Hmmm, ab to mujhe darr lag raha hai, ki kahi koi musibat to nahi uthali maine hath mein. Ashok uncle: Haan, musibat to hai. Main unke lund ko nichodti hui boli: Mujhe musibato se khelna pasand hai. Uncle wapas meri jangh par hath rakh sahlakar bole: Mujhe bhi. Main unke lund ko hilati hui boli: Aapko bhi kya, boliye? Uncle hath andar badaye aur main apni janghe dheere se khol di. Unki ungliya meri garam choot ke hisse par satne lagi. Mere andar masti phoot padi. Ashok uncle: Mujhe bhi tum jaisi pyari musibat ke sath khelna pasand hai. Unki ungliya meri choot ki honto par sahla rahi thi. Mere hath mein unka tana hua lund dhadak raha tha. Main honto ko kaat boli: To kya karoge aap mere sath. Ashok uncle: Woh ab batana bhi zaruri hai kya? Main unke lund ke muh par nakhun ragadti hui boli: Haan! Meri nakhoon ke chubhan ke jawaab mein unki ungli meri choot ke honto ko masal gayi. Main aur uncle ek sath halki siskar chor gaye. Main boli: Main aapke muh se sunna chahti hun ki mere pyare Ashok uncle mere sath kya karna chahte hai. Boliyena, warna kuch nahi karne dungi. Woh apni ungli se meri choot ke dane ko sahlate hue bole: Tumhe chodna chahta hun, Swati. Unke in shabdo se mere andar masti ki lahar daod gayi. Main honto ko kaat apni sissak ko dabati hui boli: Mmmm, to chodiyena uncle. Uncle apne dusre hath se mere sar ko pakde aur apne paas kheech mujhe choomne lage. Main bhi khudko unke hawale kar di. Fir uncle mujhe choomte hue peeche ki aur leta kar mere upar aa gaye. Main ab bhi neeche se unke lund ko sahla rahi thi. Woh meri choot mein dheere-dheere apni ek ungli ghusane ki koshish mein the. Main apni jangho ko phalti hui apni tange unke kamar par lappet li. Aur unke ungli ko aage badne ka rasta mil haya. Woh mujhe choomte hue meri choot mein ungli ghusa gaye. Aur mere andar ke geelepan ke sath apni ungli ko machalne lage. Main masti mein aati hui unhe choomti gayi. 1–2-minute baad uncle uth baithe aur apne shirt ko kholne lage to main boli: Kapde pehne rahiye. Warna papa achanak aa gaye to bhagna padega aapko. Uncle apne shirt ko khol phekte hue bole: Ab mujhe usse koi darr nahi. Aa gaya to use main bhaga dunga. Uncle yakeenan daru ke nashe mein josh kha rahe the. Issi liye inko apni shaitaan iraado mein phaasne mein mujhe bilkul bhi zyada waqt nahi lagi. Uncle apni pant ki belt kholte hue bole: Pata hai tumhe, kabse main ye karna chahta tha? Main: Kabse matlab? Uncle pant utaarte hue poore nange hone lage. Bole: Jab bhi mein yaha aata tha yahi sochta tha ki kab Swati betiya ke sath aisa ek din aayega. Main: Oho! To aap pahle se hi ye sab soch baithe the? Uncle mere tango ke paas bait mere paaw pakad do taraf phailakar bole: Haan, kabse main ise chakhna chaahta tha. Unki aankho aur shabdo mein hawass ki bhook dekh mere andar uttejna ki aag bhadakne lagi. Main apni choot par hath pherti hui boli: To ab chakh lijiyena uncle, der kiss baat ki. Uncle daant meenchte hue kisi shaitaan ke tarah muskuraye aur meri jangho ke beech chale gaye. Woh meri geeli hoti choot ko chatne aur uski honto ko choosne lage. Main firse masti mein aati hui sofe par araam se laet maze lene lagi. Uncle meri choot ko aise kha rahe the mano sachme ye unke mann ki dabi hui ichcha thi. Woh apne anghute se meri choot ke dane ko sahlate the. Sath hi apni jeeb ko andar dhakelte hue chaatkar meri nikalti rass ko choos rahe the. Par bechare uncle ye nahi jaante the ki meri choot itne rasily iss liye hai kyu ki mere papa subah se mujhe kai bar chod chuke the. Kuch 5 minute baad woh apne muh ko pochte hue uthe aur apne lund ko pakad bole: Ise geela karke wha daalu ya aise hi? Main uthti hui boli: Ye itna bada hai geela to karna hi padega uncle. Uncle mere samne lund lakar bole: To lo, zara geela karke dona. Main upar unhe dekhti hui muskurayi. Fir unke lund ko pakad unke ankho mein aankhe daal apne muh mein leli. Woh mujhe neeche dekh maze lete hue mere muh mein apne lund ko dhakelne lage. Main unke lund ko poora apne komal honto mein lekar choosne lagi. Uncle mere sar ko pakad bole: Waah! Tum to pura leli, tum to mahir ho isme. Main lund ko muh mein choosti hui hi muskurane lagi. Mere baalo ko sawarte hue woh bole: Achche se chooso Swati. Main neeche se apni haato mein unke undo ko lekar sahlati hui unke lund ko khane lagi. Woh poore maze mein aa rahe the kyu ki unka lund mere muh mein aur sakt hota hua jhatke de raha tha. Kuch der baad uncle bole: Zara halke se kaatona. Main upar unhe dekhi to woh firse bole: Haan, mujhe bohut pasand hai, dheere-dheere chooste hue katona beta. Main apne muh se unke lund ko nikali aur laar tapakti muh se boli: Dard hoga to? Uncle thook se sane apne lund ko mere honto se satakar bole: Thoda dard mujhe pasand hai, halke se kaato. Main unke lund ke sar ko apne danto ke beech laayi aur dheere se kaat maari. Uncle mere sar ke baalo ko nochkar siskarte hue bole: Ahhh, aise hi danto se ragdo, Swati. Unke lund ke gale ko apne danto ke beech rakh danto ko daanye baanye hilati hui ragadne lagi. Unke hath uttejna ke mare mere sar pe kasti gayi. Kuch pal aise katne ke baad main poochi: Aapko dard pasand hai? Ashok uncle: Haan, aisa halka dard mujhe bohut pasand hai. Main apni ungliyo se unke lund ke muh ko achche se nichod kar dard deti hui boli: Agar aise karu to? Ashok uncle: Ahhh, bass-bass, dheere-dheere ahhh! Main hass padi aur unke lund ko apne muh mein lekar dubara choosne lagi. Kabhi danto se ragadti to kabhi kaatti hui unke lund ko itna maza deti hui khane lagi ki uncle tik hi na paaye. Woh mere sar ko kass kar daboch gaye aur mere muh mein garm aur gadha rass ki moti boonde bharne lage. Woh itna zyada jhade ki main unke rass ko apne muh mein sambhaal na paayi aur jabran mujhe use gale se neeche utaarni padi. Uncle aankhe band kar mere muh mein lund ko zor se ghusaaye rakhe. Ye bhi na soche ki mujhe saans mill bhi rahi hai ya nahi. Main majboor hokar unke rass ko peeti gayi aur fir main himat kar unhe dhakel apni sanse wapas li. Unka lund mere muh se nikal to gaya lekin rass ki ek akhiri pichkari mere naak se mathe thak de mare. Ashok uncle: Oh, waah! Tum kamal ho beta, muh se hi mujhe jhadwa diye. Ye kahte hue woh mere bagal mein thak ke baith gaye. Main apne muh se unke rass ko pochne nahi gayi. Chahti thi ki woh dekhe ki unhone mere shakal ki kya haalat ki hai. mere hont aur muh mere hi thook se sarabor thi aur sath hi unke rass ki lambi rekha mere naak se mathe par khichi hui thi. Woh mujhe dekhe. Main us gandgi se sane shakal ke sath muskurati hui boli: Aap to bilkul nahi tik paaye, hahaha! Uncle ek pall meri shakal ki haalat dekhe aur fir bole: Haan, sach batao kaha se seekha tumne ye? Main: Hahaha, woh to filhaal nahi bata sakti. Uncle apne murjhate lund ko pakad daanye-baanye hilate hue bole: Huff, sachem, itna maza aaya. Tab unhe dikhati hui main apni ungli se mathe se naak tak lagi unke rass ko sameti. Fir unhe dikhati hui apne muh mein lekar boli: Aap to mujhe saans bhi lene nahi de rahe the, badmash uncle! Ashok uncle: Hahaha, tum hi to bol rahi thi ki main josh mein aaun. Main: Haan boli thi, par aise nahi boli ki sara josh ek hi baar mein khatm kar do. Main uth khadi hui aur boli: Baithiye idhar aati hun. Washroom jakar aati hun. Ashok uncle: Kyu? Main: Muh dhokar aati hun uncle. Ashok uncle: Ok ok, mujhe laga tumhe bhi susu lag gayi, hahaha! Main: Hahaha, kyu aapko lagi hai kya? Ashok uncle: Haan, woh daru peeta hun to lagta hai. Main: Hmmm, aiye, mere washroom mein kar lijiye. Uncle uth khade hue aur mere sath mere room aaye. Woh nihayti besharam lag rahe the jis tarah se woh mere ghar aise nange chal rahe the. Main unhe washroom ka darwaza khol ke di aur boli: Jaiye, kar lijiye. Woh aage gaye aur mujhe dekhte hue apne lund ko pakad neeche lambi dhaar marne lage. Sachme besharm the woh jiss tarah se woh mujhe dekh muskurate hue mere samne bejhijhak susu kar rahe the. Jab unka khatm hua to woh bole: Ab tum karo. Main: Haan theek hai aap jaiye. Ashok uncle: Nahi mere samne karo. Main: Kya? Hahaha! Aapke samne? Uncle muskurate hue bole: Haan, woh mujhe dekhna hai. Main hass padi aur poochi: Hahaha! Kyu? Ashok uncle: Meri humesha se ichcha rahi hai, please beta, karona. Shayad ye sahi hai ki mard jaise-jaise budhape ki aor jaate hai unki besharam ichchaye badti jaati hai. Main muskurati hui washroom ke andar gayi aur apni dress uthakar kamar tak laayi aur paaw ke bal unke samne baith gayi. Ashok uncle: Waha karogi? Main honto ko kaat boli: Haan, tabhi to aapko achche se dikhega. Uncle khush hote hue muskuraye aur bole: Haan haan, sahi rahega. Main unhe dekhti hui unke samne washroom ke farsh par susu karne lagi. Aur woh chaaw se dekhne lage mano unko koi badi jigyaasa ho ki akhir choot se paani nikalti kaise hai. Main susu kar uthne lagi to woh bole: Ruko. Main: Ab kya? Uncle mug mein pani lekar bole: Kya main dhoke do? Main: Mmmm… ok. Sachme in mardo ke umar ke saath tharakpan bhi badne lagti hai. Woh mere samne apne lund jhulate hue baithe. Aur hath mein pani lekar meri jangho ke beech le aaye, meri choot par malte hue use dhone lage. Bhale ye ajeeb tha par mujhe unke iss gande harkat par maza bhi aa rahi thi. Par sath hi ek ajeeb sa laad-pyaar bhi. Main hasti hui boli: Uncle, aap sachme tharki ho, hahaha! Ashok uncle: Hahaha, tumhare liye to abse main hun hi, beta. Tabhi darwaze par khat-khatahat hui aur uncle ghabrate hue bole: Oh, teri! Tere papa hai kya? Main ghabrati hui uthi aur boli: Shayad, par itni jaldi? Uff aapko boli thi ki kapde mat nikaliyega. Ashok uncle: Are yaar, ab kya? To be continued.