ek wo pal jo shahr ki khufiya mutthi mein jugnu ban kar dhadak raha hai us ki khatir hum umron ki ninden katte rahte hain ye wo pal hai jis ko chhu kar tum duniya ki sab se dilkash lazzat se labrez ek aurat ban jati ho aur main ek bahadur mard hum donon aadam aur hawwa pal ke bahisht mein rahte hain aur phir tum wahi dari dari si bason pe chadhne wali, aam si aurat aur main dhakke khata bojh uthata aam sa mard donon shahr ke chikhte dahadte raston par pal bhar ruk kar phir us pal ka khwab banate rahte hain