Highway Page #3

- I won't try..

M.K. Tripathi.

- ...and run. Just for a while.

This is such an odd place.

I've never seen

a place like this.

We spend all our time in hotels

on our holidays.

No point travelling.

We may just as well

check into a hotel in Delhi.

Hotels are the same everywhere.

Why am I talking so much?

It feels so unreal.

Like I'm watching a movie.

I have no control. Words

pour out without my knowledge.

Actually, I haven't said a word

for almost two days.

Maybe, that's why. Sorry.

- Hey!

Here.

Anyway, it feels good

sitting out here. So, thank you.

You, come here.

I felt like throwing up inside.

That's why, I said..

Feels better out here.

It's the fresh air..

There's a lot to..

I'm still talking!

What's going on?

I should be tense right now.

I am tensed.

No more talking.

Is the tea good?

- It's different.

It's good. Is there sugar in it

or something else?

Hey! You made the tea.

I added sugar, but maybe

some salt fell in.

There's salt everywhere.

On my face, too.

- Right.

I thought it was only me.

Everyone has got salt on them.

Look at my arm.

Salt here too.

Why did you have

to run away like that?

I told you, I'd make some

arrangement.

Now listen carefully.

Has the salt gone?

No..

You better trust me.

How will it work otherwise?

Here's my plan.

Panicking won't help.

The plan is.. Look.

- No!

I know what

you must be thinking, Mahabir.

Maybe, you misunderstood

the whole thing.

That's possible, right?

I'll tell you what's going on.

You can..

You've it got wrong. Listen!

She's a consignment.

Not a girl.

I am not arguing..

- That's enough!

End of story.

- Okay.

You! Can't you dress decently?

Stop.

- What are you doing?

Let's go.

Are we going now?

- Yes.

Where to?

- No idea.

Will Goru tell everyone?

Shut her mouth!

Tie her hands.

Put her in the truck!

What about the truck papers?

And the state border police?

We need the license plate

registration.

Show these papers. They belong

to a junked old truck. Here.

Well done!

Now, what's the plan?

We talk to Tonk in Ajmer.

- Shall I switch the phone on?

Throw that SIM card away.

We'll call from a landline.

Stop!

Look away!

Where the hell were you?

Where were you?

Have you lost your mind?

How dare you ask?

You can go and relieve yourself.

Don't I have to go, too?

Think about it.

Come on.

What happened?

- Got through?

Yes. Tonk will call her parents

from her phone.

He'll meet us in two days.

Let's go.

I'll sit in the front.

I'll break your bones

if you talk nonsense.

Okay.

Break my bones.

Satisfy yourself.

But I will sit in the front.

No problem.

I'll sit next to her.

She'll be sitting

between us. Okay?

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