Chapter 6

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Haya ko Sydney aye hoye ek mahina guzar chuka tha, woh apni nayi naveli dost Hira ke sath Sydney Opera ayi hoi thi, jab usse ek call ayi:"Hello! Aap Haya hain?"
"Jee."
"Kya ap mujhse thori dair bat kerlein gee?"
"Aap hain kon?"
"Jee ap mujhe nahi janti hongee."
"Tw phir dafa hojaye."
Yeh bol ker Haya ne phone kant diya. Hira wahin khari hoi thi:"Yar kya pata kisi jaan pehchan walay ka phone ?"
"Nahi mera koi jaan pehchaan wala Sydney mein nahi hai isliye mujhe tw no tention."
"Waisay you are very lucky, har waqt apni marzi ki dressing kerti ho koi roknay wala nai hai."
"Tw tum konsa nahi kerti apni pasand ki dressing? "
"Han lekin mujhe ghar jatay hoye change bhi tw kerna perta hai."
"Yar i dont understand tum apni mammi ko itni importance kyun deti ho?"
"Majboori hai yar, warna mein tw kabhi bhi aisay kapray na perhnon."

**Actions are based upon i tentions.**

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