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CK, Shyamala, SD, that dwarf, KS and his aiyyars sat at a place to rest while walking in tilasmi jungle. Shyamala got angry when SD was daaling buri nazar on CK.
Shyamala: Tu mere swami ko kyu fasa rahi hai apne jaal me? Vo tujhe ghoor rahe hai.
CK: Maine nahi fasaaya tere swami ko. Vo to hai hi lecher jo har ladkiyon pe line maarta hai.
Shyamala: Mere swami shareef hai. Tune hi kuch kiya hai.
CK: Tera swami kitna shareef hai vo poori duniya jaanti hai.
Shyamala: Teri itni himmat ki tune mere pati ka apmaan kiya.
CK: Haan kiya jaa. Kya karegi?
Shyamala: Abhi bataati hu.
Shyamala slaps CK.
CK: Tune mujhe thappad maara? Ye le.
CK too slaps her.
Shyamala: Main tujhe nahi chhodungi.
Shyamala pulls CK's hair.
CK: Main bhi tujhe nahi chhodungi.
CK too pulls her hair. Both the girls kept on abusing each other and fighting. Others except SD were getting tired of their fight.
KS: Maharaj, inhe rokiye. Ye dono jungliyon ki tarah lad rahi hai.
SD laughs in his style and drinks a glass of wine.
SD: Rehne do Kroor Singh, aisa catfight roj kaha dekhne ko milta hai. Free me entertainment ka maza lo😆.