I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
Son:Papa Mujhe Sher Sunain
Papa:Rasme Ulfat Hai Ijazat Nahi Deti Wrna
Bholen Ge Tumhe U K Sada Yad Kroge
Sön:Ye Shair To Nahi Tha
Papa:Q?
Son:Isme To
''Faraz''
Ka Naam Nahi Aya.