Chapter 37: A Difficult Decision
Mishti quietly watched Abir happily ripping open the packet of chips for them, and decided to talk to Abir.
"Toh, ghar pe sab kaise hai?" Mishti asked. "Naanu, Masi, Ketki, Kunal..." she took a pause, "Kuhu?"
The smile on Abir's face disappeared.
"Matlab theek nahi hai." Mishti whispered.
Abir turned his head to meet a pair of eyes filled with concern. Mishti raised a brow, expecting him to tell her everything. Abir braced himself.
"Mishti," Abir heaved a loud sigh, "hai kuch problems. Lekin woh... woh toh har family mein hoti haina?"
Mishti gave him an unconvincing look as Abir glanced away.
"Abir... Kuhu ko batana mat," Mishti spoke lowly, "lekin jab se maine aankhein kholi hai, maine roz uska wait kiya hai." She looked at him, "Tum mere dost rahe ho, and I still don't know if you know this or not, lekin Kuhu aur meri kabhi bani nahi."
"I know." Abir smiled sadly.
"Kuhu ko hamesha lagta hai ki main uski limelight chheen rahi hoon."
"Isi liye toh yeh sab hua." Abir blurted in a whisper.
"Wh-what?"
Abir fumbled. "I mean... isi liye toh milne nahi aayi hogi."
Mishti smiled and shook her head. "15 saal Kuhu ke saath rahi hoon Abir, itna toh pata hai mujhe," she stared at the sight ahead, "ki kuch ho jaye mujhe toh sab bhula ke laut aati hai, mera khayal rakhti hai."
Abir looked at her in wonder.
"Tum... kis mitti ki bani ho yaar?" He raised his voice in disbelief, "yeh sab ke baad bhi-" Abir paused, "I mean, the way she treats... you..."
"Abir, come to the point." Mishti failed to catch the meaning behind the twisted words, "I know Kuhu meri wajah se aisa nahi kar rahi. Ghar pe kisi se bhi puchti hoon Kuhu ke baare mein toh mujhpe baras padte hain. Aisa pehle kabhi nahi hua aur-"
"-Aur Mishti tum thoda zyada soch rahi ho." Abir instantly replied. He was anything but prepared for a conversation over Kuhu. "Dekho," he hesitated before speaking, "jaisa maine kaha... thodi ann-bann hoti hai, lekin har jagah humein interfere nahi karna chahiye."
"Abir, you aren't understanding, maine suni thi Jasmeet aunty aur Varsha aunty ki baatein."
Abir stiffened.
"Kya... kaun si... baat... kya baatein?"
Mishti stared at Abir thoughtfully.
"Samajh nahi aaya zyada." She said in a low voice, "Bas itna, ki mujhse jhoot kaha ja raha hai aur..."
"Aur?" He asked in a breath.
"Aur yeh ki sirf main sab theek kar sakti hoon... agar main chahun." She furrowed her brows, "Aisa kya ho sakta hai Abir, jo sirf main theek kar sakti hoon?" she asked, "Varsha aunty ko puch kar unhe hurt kar diya toh?" Mishti whispered to herself, "Jasmeet Aunty kya kehna chah rahi hogi mujhse?"
Abir quietly hit his head. While he silently complained to God of Jasmeet's big mouth, Mishti observed every bit of his expressions.
"Abir?" she crossed her arms.
Abir lowered his gaze.
"Abir look at me," She touched his palm, "Tumne abhi-abhi promise kiya tha, tum mujhse kuch nahi chhipaoge"
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