Naira Kartik ko lekar mumbai ki acchi acchi jagah ghumate hai. Kartik fluently hindi main baat karte hai..
Naira:Sorry. Main ne socha ap London main bara hua is liye indian ki value hi nehi hai apke pass.Lekin ap to indian ko bohot respect karte ho
Kartik :Main jab London rehta tha tab un log mujhe foreigner samajh ta tha. Main bohot try karta tha kehne ki main indian hu.meri mumma papa mujhe in values ki bare main pura shikhaiya. I love India.
Naira :I feel proud of you. Thank you for loving our country, our land like this
Kartik :Not only country. I love the people of my country also.Kartik ghumte ghumte bahot picture click karte hai. Suddenly wo Naira pe focus karte hai.
Naira :Ap meri picture kyu le rahi hai
Kartik :Ap bilkul chad(moon) ki tarah beautiful. You exactly look like a moonNaira sharma jata hai.
Kartik :Accha kya baat hai.sirf main hi bole ja rahi hu.ap kuch kahiye?
Naira:kya kahu?
Kartik :wo bhi mujhe batana parega?Strange
Naira:aa ap wo... kaha se aya?
Kartik :Jiiii. Ok thik hai main hi baat karti hu.apko kuch batane ki jarurat nehi hai.
Kartik :You know main ne thik kya main ap India bohot bar ghumne ayungi.tab bhi ap mujhe aise hi pura city nehi pura country ghumke dekhayenge. Ek do saal baad. Ok?Naira ye sun kar upset ho jata hai.
Naira:ek do saal to bohot jyda time. Tab to es duniya aise nehi bhi reh sakta. Kuch log to es duniya se chala bhi ja sakta hai.