Zehra
Thursday;
3rd-August-2009
05:15am; morning.I waited that whole day, talking with Xiao Ying, but he didn't come back. Xiao Ying is someone to whom I could tell anything and everything, besides HD. She told me many things about China and Ji family. In short, Ji Zhan's history. She told me about herself and Mr. Song too. We enjoyed the sweets she cooked lying on sofa opposing each other, my feet toward her face and her feet toward mine. Just chilling.
I asked her for 'ja-e-namaz'. But at first she didn't know what it was, then I explained it to her, she told me they didn't had such thing. Of course, why would they had it. I asked her to check in my room thoroughly. Though I had checked it myself twice but still.
She came back empty hands. She said she'll ask Ji Zhan to buy it. But Mr. Busy body said he can't waste time on it.'Is he having a death wish right now? Firstly, he calls me by my name. Secondly, he touched me without my permission. Thirdly, he doesn't value others customs and values at all!'
Xiao Ying promised me to buy one next day. It was fun talking with her. She made me feel like home. She really made me feel like being with a younger sister. With a family. Lying there on the sofa, enjoying each other's company, we our selves didn't know when we fell asleep.
I woke up by my medicinal nausea. It happens when I take more medicines than food. I opened my eyes to a black room. I jumped out of nauseated irritation. But what happened next made me jump once again forgetting my nausea.
I stepped on something soft and the action was followed by a screaming reaction. I jumped on the sofa, me too screaming.
'W-w-what!? What was that!? Did I just murdered some animal? Was that some animal's lasting scream? Cursing me!!? D-do animals in China sound like this??...'
I screamed again, shouting; "ye mut kehna maine such main kisi ka murder ker diya!! (Don't tell me I actually murdered someone!!)"
And then the lights were switched on. And the first thing that came in sight was so funny that I couldn't help but bust out laughing, I quickly covered my mouth. So my criminal was indirectly being punished.
Ji Zhan was jumping up and down, holding his left hand to his chest. Crying with pain. Mr. Song was also there standing at the bottom of stairs, perhaps they came together late last night. Mr. Song was the one who switched on the lights. He came over to woke up Xiao Ying. Ignoring Ji Zhan as if this happened all the time. Looking at the scene, I ran over to help him in a chair.
'What was he doing in my feet!?'
"Bauqin (sorry)..." I muttered observing his hand from far, without touching.
He nodded with amazed eyes at my perfect pronouncement.
"Are you alright? I'm sorry, last night I forgot to dream that you'd be in my feet this morning!" I made fun of him. I was really frustrated by him. He was a domineering person for whom all he do was absolutely right.
"Hm..hm...!" He made a face.
And I heard Xiao Ying laughing and then trying her best not to.
"A' Zhan, you.. alright!?" Mr. Song asked him in Chinese. He too was chuckling.
"I'm fine, I'm fine!" He replied in irritation.
"You sure you..." and my nausea hit again, giving me no chance to complete my sentence.
I quickly ran upstairs, gasping. Ji Zhan running behind me asking me to slow down. But I couldn't.
I can't tell how I reached my bathroom. It's beyond words. When I finally ended up throwing in sink, I found myself almost unable to breath. To my utmost irritation, Ji Zhan held me up in his arms, (once again, I was some Disney princess, UGH!). And brought me to my bed. Scolding me in Chinese.
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