Boy: dad, mai manaali mein hun friends ke saath.
Dad: ab kyun bata raha hai?
Boy: neend nahi aa rahi thi aap se jhooth bolkar.
Dad: hramkhor, Ghar aa tujhe nanga kar kar ke marunga, Besaram ek to Jhooth bolta hai or upper se Phone karke hero ban raha hai. Teri bum Ki Chamdi Nikalunga maar maar ke, Tabhi neend aayegi tujhe kutte...
Phone cut... Hone ke baad .
Boy: Kinley waalo ki maa ki aankh, kutta, marwa diya kamino n
Dad: ab kyun bata raha hai?
Boy: neend nahi aa rahi thi aap se jhooth bolkar.
Dad: hramkhor, Ghar aa tujhe nanga kar kar ke marunga, Besaram ek to Jhooth bolta hai or upper se Phone karke hero ban raha hai. Teri bum Ki Chamdi Nikalunga maar maar ke, Tabhi neend aayegi tujhe kutte...
Phone cut... Hone ke baad .
Boy: Kinley waalo ki maa ki aankh, kutta, marwa diya kamino n