OS- The Sobs of a Swimming Pool
"Plop"
There, I hear something falling into me. Let me see what that is. Right, food. Excellent. Yuck. Food inside me, damn it, how much worse can it get? God! Please help me! I think it is that Golu Molu Lateef. Nawab Aahil Raza Ibrahim would have refused to eat, and instead of throwing the food elsewhere, which by the way is wrong too, he throws it inside me. So mean!
Anyways, I am thankful, HE didn't fall inside me... I couldn't have handled that! All my constituents would have splashed out and I wouldn't even exist anymore. After years and decades and centuries of my birth, I landed in this house, where I am being completely unutilized. All my brothers and sisters and aunts are enjoying in exotic hotels and resorts and here I am, making sure, I pass the day without losing my identity.
Thank goodness, this house doesn't have kids now, otherwise I would have been filled with human excreta as well!
This is what I am worth here. Yes, I am the swimming pool in Siddiqui Mansion/Ibrahim Haveli, and I have never been given my due here.
Years ago, when the Siddiquis and Khans stayed here, Razia Bi and Daadi back then, used to hide cupbpard keys inside.. Then came Asad and Zoya who very graciously, sat there cuddling with each other, with feet inside me, which I don't mind AT ALL. At least, I could have some free entertainment! Perverted much! *ROFL*
Years later, Aahil grew up. Do NOT ask me, how the house passed on to them. I do not know. How do I know that? These deals don't happen by the pool side.
I thought, such a sexy looking man, needs a swim to be in shape. But, NO. This man was the heck of it! He threw watches inside me, which broke, and asked that chic to get it. I heaved a sigh of relief. Finally. Someone, came in to at least use me for what I am for. Swim. Alas, I had to slap my imaginary forehead, she didn't even know how to swim. Mad girl. Aahil came and rescued her, and for once in years, I became a seat for two love birds again. I thought, this would be it. Finally, I wouldn't be treated like trash can anymore. I so empathise with all the rivers in this country that flow with so much trash and garbage! Poor things. Now, I understand what they go through.
I thought, he'll probably teach her to swim, and they'll have some fun moments here.
But, my fate was still pathetic. These two were violent lovers, in the sense, those unruly people... Somehow, instead of champagne it was beer and whisky that increased. She increased his BP and he increased mine by throwing all his beer bottles and alcoholic beverages inside me! Why me! Don't buy if you don't want. Don't drink. With the glasses! Like all the time!
Those two had some contest or challenge, and it didn't matter who won, I was the one who most definitely lost, with four bottles thrown at me in two days!
They got married, and this dude's drinking increased and so did the alcohol content in my chlorinated existence.
Chlorine and carbon stuff don't go together!
FINALLY! She made him stop. Thank God, she pitied me and stopped him from drinking. And since then, for a while I led a peaceful existence, too peaceful for my liking, until that reverse legged lady entered!
I still was unutilized. Not ONE person in this house has ever used me for a swim. Why bring me here then? Make a huge dustbin here!
Now, this lady, is so inspired by Tom and Jerry that Ayaan and Humeira, Nikhat and Nuzhat used to watch when they were kids, that she makes potions and fumes like what they showed in that!
It was hilarious though. I remember that episode when Tom drinks his own potion and becomes tinier than Jerry, I thought that's what this lady intended doing. I was mistaken. This potion, red liquid was for ME! Did I ask for it? Why did she have to give it to me for free? Free things have no value.
And, that was why they cleaned me finally! After months.
This woman actually, pushed Aahil inside and POURED THAT NONSENSE INSIDE ME!!!!!!!!!!!! Damn it.
Nothing happened to Aahil. What about me? Do I not count? Am I so lowly?
GOD, KILL ME!!!!!!!!!! I WANT JUSTICE!
Does India not want to know why this is happening to me?
I PROTEST!
A/N - High time that poor pool got a representation.😆
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