Mai dard se chillane aur rone laga aur use galiya dene laga, yeh dekhkar wo aur jyada vahsi ho gayi, aur boli saale kutte mai aaj tujhe dikhaungi gaand kaise mari jati hai, tune to mujhe peeth ke bal sula kar aur meri dono tango ko uthakar meri gaand mari thi lekin mai tujhe pet ke bal sulakar hi marungi taki tujhe jyada dard hoAur mai tere muh me kapda bhi nahi dalungi, kyuki mujhe teri cheekhe sun ni hai, wah puri bedardi se meri gaand marti rahi kabhi sulakar aur kabhi kutta banakar aur mai cheekhta raha lekin usne mujh par jara sa bhi raham nahi kiya, jab meri cheekhe jyada badh gayi to usne belt utha li aur mujhe kutte ki pose me karke mere chutad par belt se marne lagi,
