Tahiba Khan
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Muniya, see who has come?”
shouted Muniya’s mother Saroj from the front room. While flipping the familiar
pages of her favorite book by Ismat Chugtaayi, Muniya tried to hear the voice
of that ‘someone’. She heard a voice of ‘someone’ she knew. She closed her book
and went to the other room….
Muniya, in her early teenage years, was full
of energy. She had energy like a storm. She would always fight over small issues
at home, issues she considered unjust or unfair.. She would often protest when
her brother was allowed to go out and she wasn’t. She was the only one in the
family who resisted anything that seemed illogical. But who cares for logic.
Still in her small world she always looked for reasons.
Muniya had many friends to play
with. Apart from school friends there were friends from her housing society.
She never cared for anything other than her friends.
One day Muniya was playing
badminton outside her house with Ashfaq. Ashfaq was her neighborhood friend. He
told her that some boys were planning to go to some place. As she saw this
group of boys she went near them with Ashfaq. One of the boys in the group was
her friend Omar.
Muniya said “Hey, what are you
up to? Let’s play a game, I bet you can’t win with me?”
Omar’s friends started laughing
at Omar. Omar watched them, looked at Muniya and said “I will play some other
day; right now I’m going to explore something else far away near the river”.
“River!!”Muniya shouted.
She had never been to the river.
She knew that there was a river, had heard others talking about it. She had
always wanted to see the river. She could not contain her curiosity…. “What
will you do there… tell me …please tell me” she pleaded with Omar.
“Aah! That’s a nice question, do
you want to go?”
“First tell me, what will
you do there?” asked Muniya.
“There is something that I want
to see” he replied with a smile.
“What do you want to see there,
now tell me quick or I’ll smash your face with this racket” Muniya burst out in
anger.
“Ha ha ha ha!! Well we all are
going to watch a boat there. You must be thinking what is so unusual about
this. But let me you tell you that this boat is something special. We have
heard that this particular boat comes at noon from somewhere and takes a circle
in the water and then vanishes into thin air.”
“Wow!” exclaimed Muniya, and
without a pause said “Can you take me along with you please?”
One of the boys in the group
looked at Omar as if he found the idea of taking Muniya with them ridiculous.
But Muniya was not going to let this opportunity go for anything in the world.
She quickly said “Give me two minutes,
I’ll be back in a minute, I have to keep my racket at home”.
Everybody laughed when they
heard her. She always cracked jokes and gave statements at which everyone
laughed. She ran home, found nobody at home and came out. Omar was in favour of
taking her along with him. He always enjoyed her company.
As she came out, Omar asked
“Have you informed anybody that you are coming with us?”
“They’ll never let me go if I
tell them, anyways,”Nobody was at home, Amma had gone to the market and Abba
was at office”, it was the perfect opportunity for her, so she hurriedly came
out and joined the group in their adventure. If somebody was at home, even then
she would never have thought of asking for their permission.
Feeling uneasy, she retaliated,
“Have you told about this to your parents?”
They looked at each other and
smiled.
She also smiled and said “Rascals!!”
They all left for the river.
After a long walk through fields and huge mangrove forests they reached the
place where they saw a variety of trees they had never seen before. There were
long nests in the shape of bottles hanging from the branches. Wide-eyed, she
asked,
“Omar, which bird’s nest is this? I have never
seen this…it’s beautiful”. Omar was also feeling the same sense of wonder. He
said “I don’t know, I have also never seen this before”.
While crossing those mangroves,
they saw many nests of different shapes and sizes, beautiful unknown birds
chirping and playing…they were all surprised and awed by the sight of these
birds. ‘What a beautiful worl!d’ thought Muniya.
But they didn’t see the
extraordinary boat for which they had come. Later they found out that, it was a
rumor created by one of the boys from school.
But none of the children felt angry about this.
However, the whole trip was more
than fantasy to Muniya. While coming back she was tense, thinking about her
mother Saroj. She was thinking that her mother would really beat her that day.
Then her mind started drifting to escape this tension, and suddenly she
remembered something she heard in school but never believed. To set her mind
free of any tension, she tied two thin bunches of her hair in a knot. She had
heard one can escape trouble by tying one’s hair in this way. This was the
first time she had tied her hair like this. She also considered it an
opportunity to experiment and see whether it worked or not. She prayed to God and knotted her hair.
Muniya entered her house and ran
into her room, noting from the corner of her eye that her mother was working in
the kitchen. She opened her book and turned towards the wall. She started
creating her fantasy, didn’t care what happens at home. That whole evening she
was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t even realise that it was time for
her to stop studying. She was lost in thoughts about her expedition. She had
lots of question but who would have answered them? She didn’t dare to ask her
brother or mother since it might create a problem. She ignored those questions
in her mind too, and just lived the feeling of the visit.
While Muniya was in her room,
she heard the doorbell ring. Saroj shouted, “Muniya, open the door”. She ran
and peeped from behind the netted door.
“Sanjeev Uncle!!” she exclaimed
happily and opened the door. Sanjeev uncle was like her friend. He always
brought her something. One day he brought her sketch colors. Another day a
drawing book… Muniya liked to paint and sketch in her leisure time and was
happy with the presents.
Sanjeev Uncle was in his
30s. He had big beady eyes, thin
moustache, and unshaven but clean face. He was dressed in trousers and shirt
and was half bald. He came infrequently but whenever he came there was a
recurring topic regarding his marriage. Saroj always teased him by saying “When
will you get married?”
Although Muniya never understood
these discussions about marriage, she tried to find a girl for him on the
t
elevision. She and her sister Sabina always pointed to a new girl in
advertisements while watching television and would say “Sanjeev Uncle, she will
suit you”. Sanjeev Uncle used to laugh at this.
Sabina was Muniya’s elder sister
and a very talkative girl. She was always busy with her school friends. In
nature, she was the opposite of Muniya. She never tried to explore anything
new. She was obedient and did whatever Saroj or anyone asked her to do. Sabina
never refused anyone anything. Everyone loved her sweet nature. But
surprisingly, Muniya talked more to Sanjeev uncle, than Sabina .
Strangely enough, whenever
Sanjeev Uncle came home, more often than not, Sabina would disappear. Sanjeev
uncle would ask Muniya, “Where is Sabina….call her…go call her”. Muniya roamed
around the house in search of Sabina, but couldn’t find her. She came back and
told Sanjeev uncle that she could not find Sabina. When after Sanjeev uncle left she found her
sister, Muniya asked her, “Didi, where were you when Sanjeev uncle was there,
he was desperately looking for you.”
To this Sabina shouted at her, “You mind your
own business…” This surprised Muniya too, because Sabina was quite soft natured
and had never shouted at her before.
One day Muniya was sitting with
her mother in the backyard. She was sketching since her father had asked her to
draw something for him while leaving for office in the morning. Her mother was
busy working in her garden at the back of the house. TAA, TAA…the bell rang.
Saroj asked Muniya to open the door. Muniya reached the door and saw Sanjeev
uncle on the other side.
She opened the door. But Sanjeev
uncle looked strange to her. Muniya started feeling uneasy. This feeling of
something unusual was slowly lost in the impression of Sanjeev uncle’s love
which he always showed to her. She asked about his well being. Sanjeev uncle
came close to her. She asked him to sit. He sat there and asked Muniya to sit. Muniya hesitantly
sat there.
It was the silence, which was making Muniya
uneasy, but her teenage mind was not mature enough to understand what that
feeling meant. Muniya wanted to leave the room and the situation. As she got up
and tried to say ‘I’m calling mum…..” Sanjeev uncle looked around in the room,
pulled her back and gripped her
shoulders. Turning her around, he pressed his mouth on her mouth and
dragged her tongue with his tongue.
Muniya felt shell-shocked as if
she was in an accident. She felt as if she was going on a road and suddenly a
truck came and threw her out in a second on the road in the blood. She was
almost stoned to death for the moment . To get herself out of the situation,
and unable to understand the weirdness of the act, she pushed him back using
both her hands and shouted angrily “Sanjeev Uncle!!” She felt like vomiting.
She was scared. She didn’t look at Sanjeev Uncle, as if it was she who had done
something wrong.
Muniya got up, her legs and
hands were trembliing. Her whole body was shivering. She heard her mother’s
voice from behind ‘Muniya who has come?” and Saroj opened the back door to
enter the house. Muniya stepped back and her mind immediately directed her into
the other room. She closed the door of the room and dragged herself under the
blanket. Her eyes were closed. Her mind had stopped thinking. Under the blanket
she was sweating.
Sanjeev uncle, alerted by
Saroj’s voice, adjusted himself on the chair. Saroj went to the guest room, saw
Sanjeev uncle, and chatted with him. Saroj didn’t seem to feel that anything
strange had happened in the same room some seconds ago to her daughter. While
juggling her thoughts and thinking about the weirdness of the act, Muniya heard
the voices of her mother and Sanjeev uncle! In the dark under the blanket her
eyes was wide open. After struggling to escape all fear, making shields to
protect her, she went to sleep. She didn’t eat that night. Nobody came to ask
her what had happened. Her dream was blank. She dreamt of sitting in the dark
entrapped in her own body on a dark road.
In the morning her mother woke
her up for school. Her eyes were swollen, her forehead skin was shrunken, her
lips were saddened. She went to school and didn’t talk to anybody that day. She
didn’t even talk to Omar. While coming back from school she thought about
telling her mother about the incident the day before but again thought ‘What
she will say and how will she say ’. Her mind didn’t want to remember the act
again. She was trying hard to escape the act.
In the evening when she was
sitting with her mother and brother Rizwan, without thinking much Muniya just
voiced “Do not allow Sanjeev Uncle to come.”
“Why, what happened?” asked her mother.
“He kissed and hugged which I
don’t like”
“He does it affectionately, he
loves you a lot” Saroj said.
“Oh ho, what are you saying, he
loves you, don’t think so much. He cares for you, it’s just his love” said
Rizwan.
Neither understood what Muniya
wanted to say, and got busy with their work. She also didn’t try to give them
the clear picture; it was hard for her to tell all that happened the other day
and put it in words, which she herself was unable to understand.
It was he who rang the bell
again. When Muniya heard his voice she didn’t run towards the door, she ran to
other room. The old fear came again to her in the form of reality. This time
she dragged herself under the bed.
She saw two wide open eyes
looking at her in pain gripped horror .
“Sabina didi,?” Muniya
whispered. Sabina was silent and looked in
Muniya’s eyes, Both heard Sanjeev Uncle’s
voice. He was saying, “Where is Muniya?’
Saroj said, “I don’t know where
she has gone.”
Muniya and Sabina were holding
each other’s hand and shared the silence in their hearts.
thought provoking, innocent depiction !!
ReplyDeletei don't know what to say. you've put something very delicate and dreadful. the reason i'm not able to say anything is because you have been able to put in such an easy way, and that is perhaps the shocking and most hitting thing. the easiness is the most discomforting thing, for how does one deal with that? the violence and incapacitation it brings along
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