Scrub… scrub… Huh, work no ending. Make rotis now. Madam want triangle roti, how to make. I know round only. Huh.
“Smita… come here…” She calling again. So much work.
“Meet Shilpa. She has taken the attic room upstairs on rent. Don’t disturb her at all. Okay?”
I look. And look. Shilpa have pink hair. She say hello to me. And I see earing in her tongue. I no say anything, run to kitchen. Make triangle roti. Who wear earing in tongue? That’s why madam make me clean and scrub up room. So dirty. Killed 5 cockroach. One lizard. So many spider still there. I no go near that pink woman. Look chudail*.
Later that evening…
“Smita, please stay here for the night? I have an emergency surgery.”
I say yes.
Make kid sleep. I sleep. But noise coming from up. Pink woman shout. Then cry. Then laugh. Now she sing. What she doing? Dancing… Jumping! Room floor break… I scared. Go up? Chudail kill me… No. I wait for madam. Phone her.
Madam no answer. What to do? Sshhh… No make noise. Pink woman mad or real chudail?
I say prayer and go up. Door is little open. Push with finger. Kids sleep down. Madam not come. I alone with pink woman. I see. Bone on floor. Same bone on her neck I saw in morning. Where is she? Then I see. She ulta* near wall. I shout…
“Chudail.. chudail…” Keep shouting till reach down.
Madam just enter. I say, “That pink woman up… she ulta… sing, dance, shout, cry. Send her out, madam. Please.”
Madam laugh. “Relax Smita. I know her. She’s not a witch. She wants to be an actress. Must be rehearsing for her role. Go sleep.”
Hush. I safe. Everyone safe. Goodnight. Huh.
Ulta: upside down