Disclaimer: I don't own CID.
Wo dukhad raat koi nai bhool sakta, bhulna chahoge to bhi yadein reh jaengi, wo yaadein to sabko tadpa deti hian. Wo cheekhe, wo rona aur wo dukhad ant.
Wohi kisse jinhe log suune se mana kar dete hain, aur jo zehen mein ate hain, aur pagli mere bare mein itne mat soch main dil mein ata hun samaj mein nai, dasth lag jaenge bhenchod...
"Aee Battery nai bolne ka..." Salunkhe tarika ko banho mein leke bolta hai.
"Par mera bahubali to abhibhand hai..." Tarika rote hue bolti hai, aur fir salunkhe ki naak ka masala kuredne lagti hai.
"Aeeee abhijeet bahubali nai gandubali hai.." salunkhe apni moonch par lagi musangan chat leta hai aur "aeeaeaeeae yum" bolta hai.
"Sai pakde hain" tarika salunkhe ke chutadon mein viper bad deti hai.
Tabhi undono ke bich mein daya ghus jata hai.
"Aur kya chal raha hai friends?" Daya khush hoke ek puri taqat ka mukka apne pet mein mar ke bolta hai, uske munh se khoon nikal jata hai.
"oiii maa gand phat gyi" salunkhe munh mein ungli dalke bolta hai.
Tarika failne lagti hai aur gende mein transform hote hote blast ho jati hai.
Abhijeet bhi exponentially fail ke blackhole banne lagta hai, kyonki wo kala hota hai, sala pichdi race ka.
Failte failte abhijeet train se katkar mar jata hai.
The End.