Rabbit & Mouse (Deb & Ayeza)

Casual craziness

The poet got lost for a while due to her sudden gesture, she stood still there and glanced at her back continuously.

"Bahir aarahi ho ya mai chali jau?" Deb asked her one more time. Upon getting no answer from her she shrugged her shoulders and walked towards the door.

Ayeza didn't say anything and watched her leave the room.

After changing her clothes she lay down tiredly on the bed and sighed blissfully as the mattress came in contact with her back.

After some minutes she got up and went outside the room slowly and cautiously.

Vrat and Aliya were seated beside each other. Both were fighting for the jam bottle. Aliya scoped up some butter out of the box with a butter knife and applied it on his forehead then on his cheeks.

Vrat fumed angrily and got up from his seat. Aliya confidently yet fearfully stood up in front of him and asked in a nervous tone "ye jam ki bottle mujhe de do kabutar, dekho insaan se ghalti ho jaati hai na mujhse bhi hogayi. Lekin iska ye matlab to nahi hai na ke tum ye jam mere masum se chehre par laga do..." She kept blabbering trying to save herself from the mess she'll be in within the next few minutes.

Vrat smiled calmly and nodded his head understandingly, Aliya smiled back at him. Vrat kept the jam on the table and gestured for her to sit down.

"Kaafi ache kabutar ho wese tum mai to khamakha ma hi kya kya soch rahi thi tumhare baare m..." The bear's sentence turned into a loud shrek as Vrat removed the chair and she landed on the floor. Loud laughter was heard after her collapse. "Abhi haso na kyu kya hua abhi mai tumhe acha kabutar nahi lag raha?" Vrat asked her laughingly while holding his stomach.

Ayeza was watching their childish fights but after hearing Aliya's scream and Vrat's laughter she recognized an angry human walking towards both of them. The poet showed them a thumbs up sign and went towards the other side then  seated on the chair.

Aliya and Vrat heard a loud clank from behind and turned their heads swiftly only to spot a furious cat walking towards them with the same stick. Both glanced over each other and prepared themselves for the worst.

Deb stopped right ahead of them and raised her hand to hold Vrat's ear. Vrat dodged it swiftly and held up his hands in defeat. Aliya got up from the floor and adjusted herself behind the pigeon as she tried to hide herself from the angry cat.

"Ek.. ek minute ruk jao meri baat to sun lo.." Vrat said as he backed away from the hit.

"Kaho" Deb asked then closed her eyes for a moment to calm raging self.

"Ye pehle is lomdi ne mujh par makhan lagaya tha ye dekho mere gaal par ye dekho yaha.." as he explained it to her, Aliya went in front of Deb and said "ye jhut bol raha hai pehle is ne shurwat ki thi maine jese hi jam ki bottle ki taraf haath uthaya to is ne mujhse pehle hi utha li or fir wapis bhi nahi kar raha tha .." Deb gestured for her to stop speaking. She glanced at the poet and found her busy eating the jam and butter sandwich.

"Ye dono cheeze tumhare paas hai agar to phir ye dono kyu jhagad rahe hai?" Deb confusedly questioned her but Ayeza was busy with the food.

"Ye inko sunayi nahi deta hai kya?" Vrat mumbled it and Aliya mumbled back "arre deta hai sunayi bas khana khate hue iska dimagh duniya se rukhsat ho jata hai" Vrat laughed out at her answer and Aliya glared at him.

Deb walked towards Ayeza and held out her hand which was holding something within it. Ayeza choked up on the food and tilted her head towards the rabbit's face as she was slightly smirking at her.

"Lo agayi tumhari dost duniya ma" Deb said and went away from there.

Aliya shockingly looked towards her and asked her while raising her eyebrow "Aisa kya dekh liya jo tumhare chehre ka naksha hi badal gaya?"

"Kuch nahi... tumhe kya karna hai jan ke?" Ayeza answered her then added up her question.

"Mujhe is liye jaan na hai kyunke akhri martaba jab maine koshish ki thi tumhe wapis duniya ma laane ki tab mujhe pura din lag gaya tha or uske baad bhi tum khoyi hui hi thi or ab achanak se ek pal ma hi tumhare tote udd gaye?" Aliya was throwing questions at her continuously but the poet wasn't paying any attention to it.