• prologue •

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“Baisa Laad Ka Ghana
Baisa Phutra Ghana
Baisa Laad Ka Ghana
Baisa Phutra Ghana

Baisa Laad Ka Ghana
Baisa Ne Kaya Mat
Baisa Phutra Ghana

Baisa Laad Ka Ghana
Pehre Chandra Bai Ka Chuda 
Chude Pe Laath Laagi 
Baisa Ne Allah Raakhi 
Baisa Laad Ka Ghana 
Baisa Phutra Ghana”

He sang on the top of his lungs, may be wanting the New York city to listen his amazing voice.
But no one understand the single word of his song. Who knows Marwari in NYC.

Possibly no one except him and his wife. His Wife's situation wasn't less, it is true that she did understand every single word of his but it was too shocking for her, to see her Husband singing in front of peoples, some were giving them weird stares, but some did the honor of giving smiles and laughter.

His wife decided to drag him, so he could stop all these dramas. But she couldn't help but laugh when she got the reply before she can imply her plan of dragging him, who was standing on some statue's wall.

"Just live the moment babe".

She nodded her head in agreement but then drag him along her, and start to walk when her husband said.

" Alvida mere chahne walo".
(Good bye my lovers)

She chuckled on his words and keep walking along the road.

"Can you be little normal", She asked, breaking the silence.

"Nope", He casually replied, shrugging his shoulder like she is saying something casual.

She shook her head, when he asked.
"You're more weirder than me Mrs. Rathore".

"Because that's my title", She proudly replied, putting her chin up in attitude.

"But you're no less", She laughed remembering what happen few minutes ago.

"Because that title is given to my wife", He copied her, putting his chin high.

"Copycat", She muttered, rolling her eyes.

"What!! Copycat!! Seriously", He dramatically exclaimed.

"Yes, you're", She smirked, elbowing him.

"I'm just following my wife's lead", He innocently replied in girly-tone.

'Kuch nahi ho sakta inka' She mentally thought and sigh.

After walking for 10 minutes, they reached their apartment.
She open the main door and leave door open behind her, for her husband to lock it.

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