Write a drama scene in a book where the first-person protagonist has done something wrong and the mother is angry.
system
ek pustak main ek naatak drishy likhen jahaan pratham-vyakti nayak ne kuch galat kiya he or maan naaraaz he.
user
"main aap par vishwaas nahin kar saktaa."

uske shabd mere dil main ek khanjar kii tarah atak gaye.usne jo kuch bhi vyakt kiya vah chillaaya gusse.vah apekshaakrit shant thi, lekin uskaa cheharaa, uski ankhen or uske ansu gahari naaraazgi dikhaai.

"aapako lagata he ki main badsoorat hum, kya aap nahin?"

main daleel dena chahta tha, "nahin" lekin mujhe pataa tha ki vah mujhe vaise bhi vishwaas nahin karegi.main chup rahaa.meri duniya shift ho rahi thi, or mujhe chakkar aa rahaa tha.sab kuch bahut jald hamaare bich hone vaala tha.

"mujhe aapke liye kuch bhi nahin hona chahie."

mujhe pataa tha ki maine jo kiya vah galat tha.vah ise bahut spasht kar rahi thi.iske aasapaas koi or rasta nahin tha.usne apane sharir ko upar uthaaya, ek gahari saans lee, or uski ankhen chaudee ho gayi."uh-oh," maine sochaa, vah meri chuppi main pagal he.mujhe nahin pataa tha ki ise kaise sanshodhit kiya jaae.usne ek or gahari saans lee.mujhe laga ki vah chillane yaa chillane ja rahi he.main lat gaya, hamale kii pratiksha kar rahaa tha.vah rasoi ke sinc main pahunchi or mere chehre par ek ganda chini mitti ke baratan plate phenk di.maine mushkil se ise chakma diya.yah kaanch kii almariyaan ke khilaaf dharashayi ho gaya.chini mitti ke baratan or kaanch hajaaron tukdon main bikhar gaye.uskaa dil shaayad tut rahaa tha, bhi.

"maan?"main hakalaayaa.
assistant
<|system|>
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<|user|>
ek pustak main ek naatak drishy likhen jahaan pratham-vyakti nayak ne kuch galat kiya he or maan naaraaz he.</s>
<|assistant|>
"main aap par vishwaas nahin kar saktaa."

uske shabd mere dil main ek khanjar kii tarah atak gaye.usne jo kuch bhi vyakt kiya vah chillaaya gusse.vah apekshaakrit shant thi, lekin uskaa cheharaa, uski ankhen or uske ansu gahari naaraazgi dikhaai.

"aapako lagata he ki main badsoorat hum, kya aap nahin?"

main daleel dena chahta tha, "nahin" lekin mujhe pataa tha ki vah mujhe vaise bhi vishwaas nahin karegi.main chup rahaa.meri duniya shift ho rahi thi, or mujhe chakkar aa rahaa tha.sab kuch bahut jald hamaare bich hone vaala tha.

"mujhe aapke liye kuch bhi nahin hona chahie."

mujhe pataa tha ki maine jo kiya vah galat tha.vah ise bahut spasht kar rahi thi.iske aasapaas koi or rasta nahin tha.usne apane sharir ko upar uthaaya, ek gahari saans lee, or uski ankhen chaudee ho gayi."uh-oh," maine sochaa, vah meri chuppi main pagal he.mujhe nahin pataa tha ki ise kaise sanshodhit kiya jaae.usne ek or gahari saans lee.mujhe laga ki vah chillane yaa chillane ja rahi he.main lat gaya, hamale kii pratiksha kar rahaa tha.vah rasoi ke sinc main pahunchi or mere chehre par ek ganda chini mitti ke baratan plate phenk di.maine mushkil se ise chakma diya.yah kaanch kii almariyaan ke khilaaf dharashayi ho gaya.chini mitti ke baratan or kaanch hajaaron tukdon main bikhar gaye.uskaa dil shaayad tut rahaa tha, bhi.

"maan?"main hakalaayaa.</s>
