Scene 3: Still Star-Crossed
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.- Neil Gaman The Kindly Ones
Rhea didn't want Avni to come into her house. Her sister was a good sister- a bit impulsive and ill-tempered like the rest of them, a born schemer like their grandmother but her heart was always in the right place quite literally. She was the best of them and that aggravated Rhea on a good day and today was not a good day. Over the year of knowing her in some capacity as Ananya and Avni, Rhea had developed an easy equation with her sister- they were kindred spirit of sorts, ofcourse Avni's life had been monumentally more difficult, both having lived with marks of abuse from the person who was supposed to only love and spoil them. But this easiness only stretched so far as Rhea's baser nature would allow.
Beyond anything Rhea was possessive. She wanted to look into her lover's eyes and see only herself reflected. She ran away from Neil when she couldn't find that. The fact that she was with Ali despite of having seen her sister reflected in his eyes for years of their offbeat relationship was, to herself, the greatest testament to how much she loved him. With him, she couldn't let go- not even when she had to share him with someone else. But today, she felt determinedly stubborn about not sharing him with anyone. Ali inside every brick of this house belonged only to Rhea and she didn't care who felt what, she wanted to be alone with him. She wanted to stay inside forever and never come out. Avni seemed to understand that without her having to say anything. Normally, that would also irritate Rhea. But today, she was only grateful when her sister dropped her off at the door and promised to be back in the morning before the burial.
Rhea walked inside her home to be greeted by the fragrance of the food Ali must've made before...She walked straight to the kitchen and saw her favourite pasta arabiata covered in a pan and some left over poha he'd made for himself from last night in a container above the microwave. She reached for another storage container in the top shelf and put the pasta in it and put the poha into the microwave and sat down on their small dining table to eat. She picked up a forkful to put in her mouth but her hands were shaking so hard that she couldn't put the food in her mouth without spilling. She hates this poha- mostly out of jealousy, cos it was kind of delicious, she admitted to herself. She'd thrown it at Ali about three weeks back in a fit of irrational rage.
*Flashback*
Rhea came out of the bedroom having signed off her Instagram for the night. Her new collaboration with the Baby Bump App (Authors Note: I love this App!!! I have been obsessed since my last baby came to this world. Great bump tracker for any expecting mum!) has been quite a hit and her presence on social media more demanding. The stress of maintaining herself whilst pregnant was taking a super toll on her and she needed to be fed, constantly; it was a good thing her partner was a chef but today she was craving some unhealthy restaurant food- Chinese or may be even her favourite Italian.
R: Ali!!!! Mujhe bhook lagi hain!
She walks to where Ali is sitting watching cricket and sits down on his lap and rests her head on his shoulder and closes her eyes as he gently scoops her further into himself.
A: Kya hua jaan? Bhook lagi hain baby ko?
R: Hmmm. Bohut zor ki.
Ali put his lips near her ears and gently whispers suggestively.
A: Mujhe bhi.
R: Huh?!? (Rhea looks at him hungry and annoyed) Ali tera one track mind na apne paas rakh! Yaha biwi aur baccha bhook se mar rahen hain aur tujhe sex ki pari hain?!?
She slaps him hard on the back
A: Ouch! OK baba! Itna kyun bhav kha rahi hain. Aab toh legal gharwali hain, thoda chance marna toh banta hain. Par thik hain, pehle madam ka pet puja phir kam duja.
He kisses the top of her nose.
R: Oye zyada cute banne ki zaroorat nahi hain. Pehle mere liye Chinese mangwa.
A: Rhea Chinese ki kya zaroorat hain? Maine already dinner banaya hain na?
Rhea feels her already tired temper rising with her hunger. She was craving greasy Chinese food right now and nothing in the world would satisfy now. NOTHING.
R: Dinner banaya toh main kya karu? Mujhe abhi k abhi Chinese khana CHAHIYE!
A: RHEA BACCHO JAISI ZIDH MAT KARO!
He realized he had lost his temper too quick and calmed himself quickly
A: Dekh Rhea, main chahti toh hoon tujhe yeh duniya gift mein de deneko. Aur haan aisa bhi nahi hain k hum chahe toh Chinese mangwa nahi sakte. Uparwale k den se caf accha chal raha hain aur tera social media modelling bhi. Par abhi tu pregnant hain and neither of us are really well prepared for it financially. Toh humein yeh fizool ke kharche thodi kam kar deni chahiye na? Or waise bhi, tumhe healthy khana chahiye iss waqt.
Rhea swirled his words around her brain for a hot second and then smiled and kissed him three times on the cheeks.
R: Tu jab aise baat karta hain na toh sukoon mehsoos hota hain. Humari har sahi galat faisla jo humein yaha tak layi, jo bhi humne kiya accha ya bura, to get here, sab sahi lagta hain. Accha chal dikha kya dinner banaya hain aaj.
A: Ok chal dinner table pe. Maine pehle se hi paros k rakkha tha.
They walk to the table and Ali opens the lid.
A: Ta da! Ali aur Avni special poha! Healthy and tasty, for my beautiful gharwali!
Looking back on this moment Rhea would certainly think she was taken over by some demon, but in a flash all her understanding and patience has deteriorated into nothing.
R: Poha. Poha? POHA? YEH LE TERA ALI-AVNI SPECIAL POHA!!
She literally threw the whole bowl at Ali and rushed away to their bedroom in a fit of rage and loud fat tears, and locked the door behind her. Ali of course was quick to follow behind- both angered and hella confused as to why Rhea was reacting at all!
A: RHEA! YEH SAB KYA THA?!? ABHI SAB THIK THA AND NOW THIS? DARWAZA KHOL YA MAIN ABHI TAALA TODHTA HOON!
R: HUH? DHAMKI KYA DETA HAIN? PEHLE TOH KHUD GALTI KARTA HAIN AUR UPAR SE SEENA ZORI? I HATE YOU DAMNED POHA! AND I HATE YOU! GET LOST! MUJHE TERA SHAKAL NAHIN DEKHNI!
A: RHEA TU...Ali was about to continue their shouting match but then he hears Rhea crying like a maniac. She was ladaku yes, but she never really cries such rabid tears. He also remembers that she was hungry...and pregnant. His tone immediately changes.
A: Rhea please yaar darwaza khol. Accha tujhe Poha nahi khana hain toh mat kha. Chinese khana hain na, main abhi layi. Par aise bhuka reh k khud koh punish toh mat kar.
He sighs in defeat when she still doesn't open the door. And doesn't open it for an hour more, which Ali utilizes to cook up some healthy Chinese food. By then her hunger had beaten down her anger with a hockey stick and she relented to the delicious Chinese food. But Ali still slept on the couch. For three days.
*End of Flashback*
Rhea's lungs were gaining weight as she was recollecting. But she quickly willed her hands to stop shaking and ate every morsel of the leftover poha, even the bits that had fallen on the table earlier because of her shaking. She then proceeded to frantically search for every bit of food or leftover Ali had made, that was in the fridge and store it all in the freezer before heading to shower. When she got off the chair, she'd noticed some of the blood of her dress rubbed off on the chair fabric and decided that she'd dine on that chair only, whenever she was home, from now on. Wherever she called home.
As she made her way to the bathroom and started showering, the first thing she noticed was that some of the blood from his heart had clumped up into her hair and was trickier to clean out than she'd have thought. So once Rhea got frustrated, she took scissors out of their medicine cabinet and carefully, evenly cut off the hair that'd been touched by blood. It was not short but still a significant change. She then continued to wash herself till the soap fell out of her hand and she bent down only to realize that this far into her pregnancy, bending to reach things had become an impossibility. So, she did what she's done everytime this happened.
*Flashback*
R: Ali!!!! Ali!!! Tu hain kya room mein? Ali!!!
Rhea called from the shower. She'd dropped the soap from her hand. Again. And Ali had forgotten to get her honey flavoured shower gel. Again
Right as she was about to scream again, she felt his naked body press up against her back and slide the soap gently across her front.
A: Here you go.
R: Thank you. Par tu yaha kya kar raha hain?
A: Shower kar raha hoon aur kya?
R: Mere saath?
Ali proceeded to kiss her across the back.
A: Kyun nahin? Dekh, waise bhi tune mujhe bulanahi hain, jab bhi yeh soap gir jaata hain. Aur main har bar bheeg jata hoon. Toh yahi sahi rahega. Shower ka shower aur paani ka bachat. Tere Instagram mein daal dena #savewater #savetheworld.
R: Wah aapke khayal toh nek hain. Toh kal aap shower gel lete ayega aur hum sirf 10 minute shower karenge. Tab toh problem hi nahi hain na?
Ali turned her around to face him and caressed her wet face.
A: Problem hain na- shower gel se yeh romance jo bandh hojata. And long showers are much more fun no?
R: Hath! Tu aur tera one track mind!
A: Arre kya hain yaar! Dekh- it's not like we can get into more trouble and get pregnant again. Toh faida to uthana chahiye.
He then proceeded to take advantage of the situation.
*End of Flashback*
Upon hearing no response to her call, Rhea tried to bend down to pick up the soap but unable to do it, Rhea started to cry, and cry and cry. Hot scalding tears started to flow as quick as the shower water. That was how Avni found her when she'd come to check in on Rhea with her spare keys, unable to abandon her caring nature. She took Rhea out of the bathroom and wiped her dry and blow dried her hair. She noticed the shortened length but didn't say anything. Just like she gave no explanation for her presence. They were family and Rhea's petty issues were not gonna stop Avni from caring for her sister. She changed and got Rhea into PJs and put her into bed. She was about to sleep outside on the couch but Rhea stopped her.
R: Tujhe Neil ke saath hona chahiye. Har waqt. Every moment counts. Aur Amol...tujhe Neil ki zaroorat hain.
Avni laid down beside Rhea and hugged her.
Av: Amol Mehta kuch nahi...mera ek bhai tha Aman jo mar gaya. Mera ek bestfriend kum jeeja tha...woh bhi chala gaya. Isi liye mujhe mere pati se zyada meri behen ki zaroorat hain. Degi mera saath?
Rhea looks up and sees Avni's stoic face but her eyes heavy with tears. Her voice breaks as sge tries to reply.
R: KUCH BHI THIK NAHI LAGTA! MAINE KUCH BHI THIK NAHI KIYA! BEFIZUL KE JHAGRE KIYE, JAB BHI WOH PAAS AATA THA ANKHEN BANDH KAR LETI THI. KHULI HOTI TOH SHAYAD KUCH AUR PAAL DEKH LETI USE. KUCH AUR BAATEIN KAR LETI. THODI INTELLIGENT HOTI TOH USE PROTECT KAR PATI HUMARI FAMILY SE. THODI SELFLESS HOTI TOH KABHI USKE ZINDAGI MEIN AATI HI NAHIN!
Avni holds Rhea tighter and they both cry for everyone and everything that'd died in their lives that night.