26-11-2019, 07:42 PM
Vicky – thanks
Ayesha – hmmmm
Vicky – main tumhara mard toh tum meri aurat?
Ayesha – hmmmm
Vicky – Happy Birthday
Ayesha – thanks darling
Call ends.
Agle din subah subah Vicky ke paas Ayesha ka call aata hai.
Ayesha – hello Vicky
Vicky – ji
Ayesha – Kya tum Amritsar tak taxi le jaa sakte ho
Vicky – ji memsaab
Ayesha – rate kya hoga.
Vicky – aapse kaisa rate.
Ayesha – chalo ghar aa jaao discuss kar len.
Vicky samajh jaata hai ki ye formal call thee matlab cousin aas paas hai.
Wo uske ghar pahunch jaata hai. Ayesha ki cousin ka naam Saba tha. Wo bhi kam haseen nahin thee par Vicky ki Ayesha ki baat hee kuchh aur thee.
Vicky Namaste karta hai.
Saba – hello mera naam Saba hai aur main Ayesha ki cousin hoon
Vicky – hello mam, main Vicky hoon.
Vicky – memsaab bataiye Amritsar ka kya scene hai
Ayesha – Vicky meri mummy ki tabiyat kharaab hai aur mujhe koi ek mahine ke liye jaana padega.
Vicky – oh kya hua unhe
Ayesha – Pair slip ho gaya aur maans phat gaya, plaster bhi kaam nahin aayega.
Vicky – kyon
Ayesha – wo jaangho mein maans phata hai
Vicky – oh sorry
Ayesha – it is ok but musibat hai ki train bhi nahin mil rahi
Vicky – ji
Ayesha – Vicky tum le jaa sakte ho Amritsar
Vicky – ji
Ayesha – charges kya honge
Vicky – ji per km aap 8 Rs de dena aur toll alag
Ayesha – oh ok
Vicky – aap chinta mat karo, hisaab aakar kar lenge.
Saba – good rate
Vicky smile karta hai. “Ayesha ji toh regular customer hain, inse zyada kyon lenge. Ye bahut achhin hain, hamesha thoda extra hee pay kar deti hain”
Ayesha – Vicky meri cousin bhi mere saath jaayegi.
Vicky – ji
Vicky ka moonh utar jaata hai, kahan usne socha tha ki raaste mein Ayesha se masti karega aur kahan ye. Khair bechara kya karta.
Ayesha – toh hum kitni der mein chal sakte hain.
Vicky – memsaab, do ghante mein chalen?
Ayesha – theek hai tab tak main bhi tayaari kar lun.
Ayesha – hmmmm
Vicky – main tumhara mard toh tum meri aurat?
Ayesha – hmmmm
Vicky – Happy Birthday
Ayesha – thanks darling
Call ends.
Agle din subah subah Vicky ke paas Ayesha ka call aata hai.
Ayesha – hello Vicky
Vicky – ji
Ayesha – Kya tum Amritsar tak taxi le jaa sakte ho
Vicky – ji memsaab
Ayesha – rate kya hoga.
Vicky – aapse kaisa rate.
Ayesha – chalo ghar aa jaao discuss kar len.
Vicky samajh jaata hai ki ye formal call thee matlab cousin aas paas hai.
Wo uske ghar pahunch jaata hai. Ayesha ki cousin ka naam Saba tha. Wo bhi kam haseen nahin thee par Vicky ki Ayesha ki baat hee kuchh aur thee.
Vicky Namaste karta hai.
Saba – hello mera naam Saba hai aur main Ayesha ki cousin hoon
Vicky – hello mam, main Vicky hoon.
Vicky – memsaab bataiye Amritsar ka kya scene hai
Ayesha – Vicky meri mummy ki tabiyat kharaab hai aur mujhe koi ek mahine ke liye jaana padega.
Vicky – oh kya hua unhe
Ayesha – Pair slip ho gaya aur maans phat gaya, plaster bhi kaam nahin aayega.
Vicky – kyon
Ayesha – wo jaangho mein maans phata hai
Vicky – oh sorry
Ayesha – it is ok but musibat hai ki train bhi nahin mil rahi
Vicky – ji
Ayesha – Vicky tum le jaa sakte ho Amritsar
Vicky – ji
Ayesha – charges kya honge
Vicky – ji per km aap 8 Rs de dena aur toll alag
Ayesha – oh ok
Vicky – aap chinta mat karo, hisaab aakar kar lenge.
Saba – good rate
Vicky smile karta hai. “Ayesha ji toh regular customer hain, inse zyada kyon lenge. Ye bahut achhin hain, hamesha thoda extra hee pay kar deti hain”
Ayesha – Vicky meri cousin bhi mere saath jaayegi.
Vicky – ji
Vicky ka moonh utar jaata hai, kahan usne socha tha ki raaste mein Ayesha se masti karega aur kahan ye. Khair bechara kya karta.
Ayesha – toh hum kitni der mein chal sakte hain.
Vicky – memsaab, do ghante mein chalen?
Ayesha – theek hai tab tak main bhi tayaari kar lun.