The Assamese Monkeys were everywhere, leaping through trees and running across branches. They screamed, hooted, screeched, yawned, and stared. Priya pulled back every time one came near.

Norm: What’s green and has wheels ? Ferne: What ? Norm: Grass! I was lying about the wheel part. अब reels हेर्न बन्द गर्छु । नाटकको बारे केही लेख्छु भनेर

अन्यको मुखबाट आहत सुन्दा चोट अनायासै लोकप्रमाद हुन जान्छ, अन्यको मुखबाट आफ्नो चोट सुन्दा बेलाबेला आफुलाई नै गौरव अनुभव हुन्छ बेलाबेला फगत क्षणिक स्वप्नमोह अनुभव हुन्छ ।