Its been a long time since my muse Ganju has appeared on this blog. Before she complains, here is a concocted conversation between Ganju and The Humbles (who else but me)

Ganju: Nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! Yeh tumne kya kar diya???
The Humbles: Ganju tohar suhag ki kasam hum naahi jaanat (not jannat) yeh kaisan hua. Jaan bujhkar humne kacho naahi kiya.
Ganju: Bhagya tumhare bharose main isse match box se nikalkar ghumne chodd gayi thi. “sob sob sob” Peechle ek hafte se yeh masoom meri tanhayee meetha raha tha.
The Humbles: Par Ganju yeh ek jhingoor hi toh hai
Ganju: Kya, tumhe yeh sirf ek jhingoor nazar aa raha hai! Roz sabere unke jaane ke baad, issike saath toh main saara din guzaarti thi. Kaise, Kaise tum iss nirdosh ki jaan le payi.
The Humbles: Hey Bhagvan! Ee sab kya ho gaya. Humein maaf kardo Ganju, woh kya hain ke hum galti se iss par baith gaye. Kya hai ke humra wajan thoda badh gaya hain na, isse pehle ke hum uth jaate bechare ka dum ghut gaya.
Ganju: Ab main kya karu? Kiske saath apna waqt bitaaon?
The Humbles: Kauno phikar ki baat nahi Ganju. Ek jhingoor kya, humre gaon se hum tumhare liye jhingoor ka pura khandaan mangva sakte hain. Bas tumhare hukum ki deri hain.

Ganju is in deep thought, either she is still mourning or she has liked my idea.