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Malina..Malina..come here quick.
What happened?
Look at this. Look at her.
This is why u called me? I don't want to see it.
Idiot this story is about himself. That's why he's doing it.
Whose? What?
Shehram's. Actually his girlfriend marries someone else at the last moment.
***!
Why are you calling me that.
I
I'm not calling u that stupid. I'm calling her that.
I have decided..
I'm not going to do this assignment.
Are u crazy?
Not crazy. Look this is his personal life in which I'm intruding.
I don't have the right.
Poor thing. That's why he was so rude to me.
And what will happen about your assignment?
Let the assignment go to hell.
Look I have no right to interfere in someone's life like this.
And cause him so much pain. I won't do it.
What's the worst that can happen. I'll get a bad grade? I'll choose another topic.
So now you'll tell him that u know that this is his story.
I'm not that crazy.
I have deleted it.
Actually, last night suddenly I thought..why am I chasing u.
Why am I disturbing u again and again?
After all yours isn't the only novel in this world. I can write on some other one.
Since u aren't feeling comfortable, then I shouldn't bug u.
So this is unfair & I haven't been unfair to anyone in my life.
And you're my neighbor...and the novel is yours...
If u wanted, u could have killed her off the evil witch.
Evil witch???
You know your novel's heroine/vamp.
I understand your novel's end...but it's not interesting.
If I'd been in your place, I'd have sent her to Guantanamo Bay.
Now why are u following me?
I'm not chasing u. I thought we could get a cup of coffee.
Should we go?
Want some sugar?
You had put a condition that I shouldn't speak.
I agreed. But if u won't talk either then who will talk?
U jog everyday? Yes.
Actually...no.
I used jogging as an excuse to observe u.
Maybe u never noticed me.
Why?
I told u. I was writing a report on your novel.
so u're following me because coincidentally u happen to live in my building.
Actually that's not a coincidence either.
5 years ago, I read your novel.
That's when u had won the award.
I found the novel so interesting and intriguing that.
I decided that to understand the novel, I'd have to understand u.
That's why I moved into your building.
I thought I'd talk to u and find out everything about u.
But your personality is so mysterious...
What do u know about me?
Actually a lot..
I know when u sleep, wake up, what u eat, don't eat..
what u drink...where u like to go and not go. Actually I know a lot about u.
To write a report on the novel or me?
I was supposed to write the report not on the novel, but the novelist.
If I'd told u this before, maybe u would never have talked to me.
Come on. I said sorry, now forgive me.
After all, now I'm not even writing the report.
C'mon. Let's be friends.
Friends??
***!
I had said sorry to you, right?
Now, I'm not even writing the report.
Why do u want to make me feel guilty?
When u know that I'm not guilty.
All I wanted to do was write a report.
Such a difficult novelist..
I mean subject...
Senile old man...
What did u say?
What did u say?
Say it again.
You have no manners!
U have no right to write anything about me without asking me.
U saved yourself by changing your mind.
Otherwise, I would have made u pay.
You are a senile old man!
Always angry!