All the girls are same type.
They say what they wish to, but never listen to us.
Yes!
I thought Tara wasn’t of that type. But she too is like all the girls.
Hey, tell what happened.
Tulasi came exactly at the time Tara was about to propose.
What, did Tulasi come? Why did she come?
She came to say something.
But I asked her to take the luggage and get out.
-So, is she right here? -Yes!
-She is packing her suitcase upstairs. -I’ll break her hand or leg today.
Hey! Where are you going?