Dipa ne bistar par ek baar phir karvat li, aur uski kaali sadi uske badan ki kasavat ke saath aur bhi gehra talmel bitha rahi thi.
Usne apne honthon ko aahista se daanton tale dabaya, jaise wo Munna ki un shaitani nazron ko abhi bhi apne jism par mehsus kar rahi ho.
Wo dheere se budbudayi,
"Watchman hai toh kya hua, mardangi toh kut-kut kar bhari hai usme. Madhu jaisi ko sambhal sakta hai, toh mujh jaisi ko toh wo palkon par bitha lega."
Dipa ne aaine mein apni tasveer ko ek baar phir nihara. Usne mehsoos kiya ki uski aankhon mein ab woh darr nahi tha jo watchman ke cabin ke paas tha, balki ab unme ek ajeeb si pyas aur nishchay tha. Usne apne haath se apni kamar ke us mod ko sehraya jahan sadi ka pallu thoda dheela ho gaya tha.
"Agar Munna ko lagta hai ki wo Madhu ke saath reh kar mujhe jala dega, toh wo galat hai. Use ye ehsaas dilaungi ki ek mature aurat ki kashish kya hoti hai. Jab wo mere is roop ko dekhega, toh shayad uska watchman wala dimaag kaam karna band kar de."
Usne thoda itra kar apne bikhre hue baalon ko theek kiya aur bed se uth khadi hui. Uske badan ki thirkan bata rahi thi ki wo ab sirf khayalon mein nahi rukne wali. Usne faisla kiya ki wo ek baar phir balcony ki taraf jayegi, lekin is baar sharam se nahi, balki poore garv se Munna ka samna karegi.