At night, Kuddus was on stage with a disguise of the same. The director was unpleasant with a similar manner as the last performance. The audiences were waiting for his line to recite. Despite Kuddus performed on stage several times, he was still nervous.

"To be or not to be,

It's not a question.

But forgetting the lines,

Can create a wrong number.

Death is not an option but an idea.

We all have a damn past but

That past is the shittiest thing ever.

I always loved my girl but not my muse"

Everyone was so bored to death that they threw some spoons out of their pockets and peed bottles. It was so harsh of the audience that he ran away and wept hard but was silent for the first time ever. He sat on the bench in front of an oak tree. It was surrounded with a lamppost. The cool breeze and a harmonica music was flowing around Kuddus's surroundings. When Kuddus heard the harmonica sound, he looked back. He saw a hooded man wrapped with the old blankets who was playing harmonica but was stopped while Kuddus stared at him.

"Hey, son. What are you being so worried about?" asked the hooded man.

"Who are you?" asked Kuddus.

"Just an old, lonely, Looney man who strolls in the streets" said the hooded man.

"Hey! It's a familiar dialogue from A Sunny Khan Movie: Deadly Sandwich" said Kuddus.

"I watched it several times where the man was raped by a lady ghost" said the hooded man.

"Can you tell me one more line? So I can recognize you" said Kuddus.

"Okay! I am your rickshaw puller, you are my passenger. I am your employee, you are my employer. I am your broken car, you are my clean car. I am your slave, you are my mistress" said the hooded man.

After that he unveiled his face.

"Sunny Khan!" exclaimed Kuddus.

"You are the only one to recognize me, kid" said Sunny.

"Remember me? The kid who improvised the lines as a postman?" asked Kuddus.

"Yes, sir. You haven't changed a bit, except that you are tall and older looking. I first saw you when that thief took away the rice sacks from your shop. When my manager, Damra and I caught the thief red handedly, we had beaten the shit out of him. Damrai looked at some hot ladies and whistled loudly. They mistook us because they thought, we were flirting. They hit us the shit until I clarified the incident" said Sunny.

"But how did you get to know my house?" asked Kuddus.

"As the ladies realized that, we were rescuing the goods, they showed me your house. But when I went inside the house, I looked at two of your photos. One as a kid and the other as an adult. When I compared the resemblance, I felt that it was you. Since then, to brush up my acting skills, I went to the theatre. Until, you entered the scene, I saw that you are trying to improvise the lines but you still are not comfortable enough to understand the scene. I felt your pain, I was supposed to be the one to get a rotten tomato and an egg when I did flops" said Sunny.

"You don't have to say that, sir. For me, you are always a star" said Kuddus.

"I am long forgotten but you gave me confidence. By the way, how did you recognize me?" said Sunny.

"You recited the lines so accurately that I felt that only Sunny Khan can do these kind of punch lines" said Kuddus.

Therefore, he saw Damra came between their conversations like a bullet train.

"I am Damra, at your service, sir" said Damra.

"You, don't have to serve. Please, come home sir" said Kuddus.

Kuddus took them home with a warm welcome while Abbas entered the house.