Yes, I'm not scared of ghosts either. What do you mean? I mean that from today I'll live here, too! And the rent? But... there isn't any rent to pay. Well, I'll pay half of nothing, too.
How is that possible? The hut is too small for the three of us. There's me, Moti and you. And there is only one bed. So? I'll sleep on the floor. Moti can sleep under the bed. Suppose you're cold at nights? We'll squeeze in with you this website. Don't you dare do that! I'll smash your head in. OK! You sleep comfortably on your bed. I'm used to the floor. I think we should get food organised. Let's share our earnings. Out with the money! Yes, of course. Why not? Here, sit down. Altogether that makes three rupees forty five paise. So that means you get one rupees and fifteen paise. One rupee and fifteen paise are mine. And one rupee fifteen paise for Moti. - Moti gets a share, too? - Why not? Isn't Moti human? So Minoo, how was our circus? - First-class! - Partner, let's shake on it. Minoo Master, your hand is just like girl's hand. Don't call me a girl! I'll cut you! I'll kill you! Bravo! Now clap, Children! Saw how the African lion jumped through the ring? Now all of you watch Minno's marvel! Master Minoo will risk his life. Through a ring... ...of knives sharp as swords he will jump. Come on Master Minoo, show your wonders! Be careful. You nearly tore your expensive shirt. I will explain everything. Minoo master lied! Raju, don't leave me alone. You're back. Where were you all night? In hell or in heaven... who are you to ask? I'm your friend, Minoo master. You're not master but Miss Minoo. You're no friend. You can't be. What is it? What sin have I committed that ends friendship? That sin is called lying. I can tolerate a lot. I've lived through a lot... ...unfaithfulness, selfishness and injustice. But I can't tolerate lies. Your friendship was based on a lie. It was a lie. But you were responsible for it. - Me? - Yes, you! Not you alone, but all men. You don't know... ...how many trials a parentless girls has to face. I arrived in Bombay with high hopes. I had dreams of becoming an actress, of working in films. But it is very tough for a girl to live respectably in a city. Very difficult, Raju. Everyone eyed me with an evil motive. I decided that in order to save my honour, I had to die. The long-haired Meena died. In her place... ...was born a knife-wielding vagabond.
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