Suno chanda-Kashmakash

Bread Butter

Arsal was a little silent after the hospital incident. He was noticing me differently. I have to act like jiya and make sure that I don't give away anything. Oh god. What if he knows it.
He stopped in market near a coconut stall and got me naryalpani,
" acha hai yeh , you will feel good" He said.
" mujhe nhi chaiye , main theek hu"
" piyo chup chaap" he says with a bit of anger.
" jahil, baat karne ki tameej nhi hai" it gets out of my mouth before I even think about what I am speaking.
"kyu, jiya, yu iss tareeke se toh pesh nahi aati thi tum, dj ke saath aati thi lekin mere saath bhi."
He says looking deeply in my eyes.
I don't say anything and silently take the coconut from him.
When we reach home . there are lot of people sitting in the living room. It overwhelms me.
" hayee kya hui meri beti ko, idhar aa dadi ki jaan" the old lady says to me.
I go to her. And she hugs me.
" kuch nhi bijaan, thodhi allergy hui thi" arsal says. " now she is okay"
Allergy toh hui hi nahi thi, why is he lying.
Nazakat uncle stands and keeps a hand on my head.
" mein tumhe medicine dunga, sab theek ho jayega" he says searching in his pockets.
" ki ho gaya nazakat bhaijaan, abhi theek hai who, tussi aur bimaar na kar dena"
" shahana Bhabhi , aisa toh na kahe" he says.
" toh m kya kahu, jamshed bhaisahab , aap hi samajaye ." she says looking towards a taller person.
" main theek hoon, aur apne kamre me jaa rhi hu" I say taking a quick exit. Uff. This family was crazy.
I am sitting on my bed. I take the laptop that was on the study table.
Let's open the insta account on this and try to reach jiya. I have to persuade her to come back here so that I could go to my world.
I open the Instagram. But I am not able to find her. I search my mom's insta account. She has posted new pics with me. No that's not me. That's her. Ther is a story on her account that reads.
My daughter's account has been hacked. This is her account now. and there is a tag.
When I click and open the tag. The account has photos of her living my life. Her in my office, doing the work that I liked. Photos with my best friend.
I dm her.
How can you be so mean. Are you even for real?if you don't come back I'll complain against you.
I wait for reply but she doesn't.
I go to my mumma's account and dm her too.

Mom she is not your daughter, help me, I am stuck here in Pakistan.
I don't get any response.
What the......?
I stand up and go downstairs.
There is chicken korma for dinner.
I rush away from the table.
" kya hua , beta" neema aunty comes toward me.
" kuch nhi, acha nahi lag raha"I say " main hawa leke aati hu"
" kuch khaa lo, tumhara manpasand khana hai"
" nahi bhook nahi hai" I say and walk out.
I sit on the bench in garden.
Bhook toh bahut lagi hai, par ab kya karu?
Sometime later arsal comes out.
" joh nahi khati who shauk shauk me kha rahi ho aur manpasand cheez ka ek tukda bhi nhi"
" bas mujhe bhook nahi hai, arsal. Kyu mere peeche pade ho" I say
" madam, aapke piche padne ka na mujhe shauk hai aur na zaroorat" he makes a face and say.
" toh jao inkaar karo shadi se"
" na, m nhi karunga" he says " main kyu aur bura banu sabki Nazaro me"
" shaadi tumse main kisi haal me nahi karungi" I say and run inside so that last word is mine.
Everyone goes to bed.
Dj is also sleeping. But I am not able to sleep as my stomach keeps grumbling.
I stand up and go out. Silently I walk downstairs on my tip toes . In kitchen I walk towards the fridge and open it, there is chicken korma . I hold my breath and search. There is bread packet and butter packet. I take them and close the fridge. The lights are off so everythings not clear. I stumble into someone and get so scared that I scream. But whoever is there has put a hand on my mouth before that so the scream is more like a whimper.
I try to push away.but the person holds me tightly and whispers.
" chillao mat sab jaag jayenge"
Its arsal.
I stay silent. he leaves me.
" tum kya kar rahe ho yahaan" I whisper.
" jo tum kar rhi ho bewakoof, raat ko kitchen mein cinema dekhne thodhe hi aaunga"
" acha acha, bahar chalo agar bread butter khana h toh, nahi toh khud intezaam kar lena"
" itne bure din nahi aaye joh tumhare saath khauu" he says and move towards the fridge.
" marzi tumhari" I say and move to garden
I am eating 2nd one when arsal comes out and sits beside me.
I keep eating without offering him.
" bandriya" he says and takes the bread from my hand.
" kya hai, m kha rhi thi woh, dusra le lo"
" laga ke do"
" mar na jau use pehle me."
He takes a bread and applies butter on it.
I snatch it from him and run away.
"Chor kahi ki"he mutters with his lips tilted bit up.

I stick my tongue out to him and go upstairs to sleep.