Day 26 :Hidden
After the partition of India my father was transferred to Rawalpindi. My Dad rented a house in Lalkurti Bazaar. It was a three storeyed house which had several places where we could hide.
We had a great time, my school was walking distance from our house. We were happy but my eldest sister grumbled a lot. Her rich friends were unable to visit her because the lane to get to our house was impassable for their vehicle.
Dad was tired of listening to her complaint, so he rented another house. This one was suitable for her and the said friends. The day we were planning to move, we opened all the drawers, cupboards to make sure we were leaving nothing behind. There were a set of drawers one of my siblings tried to open, he had a hard time, it seemed something was stuck there.
He pulled and pulled and then used a little more strength. Suddenly one of the drawer slid out easily. To our surprize we found little boxes of candy, hidden in the drawer. The other drawers had new shiny fabrics, we took them out. Now the question was what do we do with these things, my naughty brother said, ‘ well finders keepers, losers weepers.’
All these belonged to a wealthy Indian family who owned several houses in the vicinity. They fled to Bharat as they did not feel safe in Pakistan.