Tears of Insecurity

Chapter Six

Previously -

"Naa ke soch raha hai jagat? Yahi na ki hum sab gussa kyu na hue Susheela par? Toh ab ye sun, Susheela aur Dr Pramod ek dusre se pyar karte hai, aur unki shadi jald se jaldi hone wali hai. Aur rahi baat Sattu Susheela ki, toh Sattu ne manne bata diya hai ki wo aur Suhseela ek dusre ko apna bhai-behen maante hai.", By the end of Dharampal's sentence, Jagat was about to faint. He got up and stomped out of the house angrily.

The whole house roared with laughter as they watched Jagat leave their house huffing and puffing, murmuring to himself about being a fool. Susheela on the other hand wanted to smack him as hard as possible and beat him black and blue for calling her chotta haddi 'asleesh (vulgar)'.
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Susheela stomped back up the stairs into her room, Garima and Puttu trailed behind her out of breath. Susheela once reaching her room, grabbed a hockey stick that was kept near the coffee table and headed straight towards her balcony. Garima face palmed herself while Puttu looked alarmed. She quickly went forward and grabbed her sister from her behind.

Susheela struggled against her but as Puttu had also joined and grabbed her from the behind she didn't get a chance to escape out of the balcony. "Naa ke kar rahi hai behen, shant ho jaa.", Garima said still struggling to hold her sister still. Susheela grunted and stood straight, a bit calm now.

"Naa ke kar rahi hu ka ke matlab hai? Dikh na raha hockey stick se sutai karne jaa rahi hu uss farzi PhD wale Jagat se?", Susheela said as she sat down angrily on the that was chair kept in their balcony.

Garima and Puttu looked at eachother exasperated, "But why didi you do that some problem tell me, I go and talk talk.", Puttu said in his broken English.

"Tu puch raha hai ke problem hai? Dekha nahi tum dono ne kaise wo Jagat aaj fir se papaji ke samne mere khilaaf bole jaa raha tha? Naa meri sabse badi problem yo Jagat hai aur koi na hai.", Susheela said gripping the hockey stick in her hand, her knuckles turning white and her face turning red with rage.

"Naa behen, yo toh Jagat roz kare hai na. Kya hi naya kiya usne aaj jo tu itna bhadak rahi hai? Chod de na, nipat lenge hum fir kabhi usse.", Garima said sitting beside her, grabbing a bag of chips she munched on them and forwarded some to her forever hungry brother.

"Behen, mere baare main usse Jo bolna hai wo bole magar aaj toh usne hadh hi kar di! Aaj usne chotta haddi ko beech main laya hai, usko ashleesh bola hai. Naa Aaj toh main uss jagat ka muh tod dungi.", Susheela said as her nostrils flared, the battle song already playing in her mind.

Garima and Puttu looked at eachother and smirked. "Naa kyu behen? Usne Dr. Pramod ko bas ashleesh hi toh bola hai, konsa gaali galoch kar di jo tu itna bhadak rahi hai? Ke ho raha hai behen tujhe? Kahi pyar toh naa ho gaya na tujhe?", Garima said laughing as she high-fived her brother who was giggling silently.