Shahid Which you take on personally.
Chili Cool trousers. Tartan suits you. They’re not mine, are they?
Shahid No.
Chili Where’s my red shirt?
Shahid What?
Chili Papa would be pleased. He always admired your brains. Got some jimmi hat?
Shahid is mystified.
(Explaining.) Rubbers. Johnnies. You don’t want no baby’s mama just yet, bro. Not still doing that scribbling, are you?
Shahid What do you mean?
Chili I’ll give you a slap if you waste your time like that. How the hell will you ever look relatives in the face?
He feints a slap at Shahid, but turns it into a caress.
That big boy, is he a new friend of yours?
Shahid Chad? Yes.
Chili Tell him if he sniffs his fingers at me again his children’s children will feel the pain.
Shahid Okay. What do you want, Chili?
Chili What is the world coming to, when a man can’t visit his baby brother?
Shahid You haven’t shown much concern before.
Chili You know what Papa said to me before he died? ‘Take care of the boy, don’t let him go down, Chili.’
Shahid He called me a bloody eunuch fool for reading Shelley to Sarah on my first date!
Chili laughs.
Chili I’m widening horizons — expanding the business. Can’t have only you exploiting the riches of this city. When you’re done at the college, I’m taking you on as a partner — that’s a promise. Between us, we’ll hoover up all the money this town’s flashing at whoever cares to look. It’ll be just like Karachi, being chauffeured in Uncle Asif’s Merc. I’ve got a Beamer, now, five series.
Shahid You need serious cash to have a chauffeur.
Chili Bro, if you can’t dream, you won’t get. — I need a place to shack in.
Shahid Some of the friends might be using the room for their meetings.
Chili Can’t see that big boy staying awake after midnight. She a feminist? Bad luck. They tell you your prick’s too small –
Shahid (interrupting) How is your wife, by the way?
Chili (fiercely) What the hell you saying?
Shahid Just asking after Zulma.
Chili You trying to start me up?
Shahid No, Chili, I promise.
Chili Sure?
Shahid It was a family enquiry.
Chili (kisses him) Enjoy, bro. Soon we’ll really party. And remember, no one envies another a wank.
Chili exits. Chad enters.
Chad How is he?
Shahid Who?
Chad Honestly, you are lucky enough to be living here beside him, and you’re asking who? Brother Riaz!
Shahid Not bad.
Chad Good, good. There’s some project special to his heart he has to complete. I know he’ll offer me first look soon — it nearing the end. He’s not working too hard?
Shahid shrugs.
There’s a lot to get done.
Shahid What exactly is he working on?
Chad Pardon?
Shahid I mean is there anything more than normal?
Chad He can’t talk about it, Shahid.
Shahid I know, I know. But –
Chad He up to something with the Iranians, that’s all I can say right now. What you said the other day — it touch my heart right through. A man who speaks is like a lion.
A brisk coded knock on the door.
They’re early.
Chad opens the door to a man carrying a green rucksack, which he holds up to Chad.
Wicked. Ta very much, Zia.
The man drops the rucksack (full of meat cleavers, knives, etc.) on the floor, bows and goes away. Chad places the rucksack within reach and starts rifling through Shahid’s clothes.
Shahid What are you doing?
Chad I was thinking, you know, the brother never have time for his-self. He wearing same clothes now for a week. It’s important he looks good at the meeting — like a chairman. Or general.
Shahid But Chad –
Chad What now?
Shahid I can’t see him in the Fred Perry.
Chad No?
Shahid And this purple number might make him look effeminate.
Chad What?
Shahid Like a poof.
Chad That won’t do. What you got so many books for?
Shahid I love reading stories.
Chad How old are you — eight? Aren’t there millions of serious things to be done? Out there … it’s genocide. Rape. Oppression. Murder. The history of the world is slaughter. And you reading stories like some old grandma.
Shahid You make it sound like I was shooting up heroin.
Chad Nice one.
Shahid But don’t writers try to explain that kind of thing? Just now I’m reading The Possessed –
Chad What about the dispossessed, eh? But let’s waste no more time discussing peripheries. We got many real things to accomplish. Hey, where d’you get this Paul Smith shirt?
Shahid (evasive) A shop in Brighton.
Chad Riaz’ll be thrilled. He like Brighton and he look best in red. You big-hearted, too, like a lion. Riaz was right about you.
Another coded knock.
Now what? Everyone’s in a hurry today.
Hat pokes his head round the door.
Hat Hey, Shahid, it for you. Popular guy!
Shahid Is it Chili? Say I’m –
Hat A lady.
Zulma strides in.
Zulma Hello, Shahid.
Shahid Oh, Zulma Auntie, great to see you. What’s up?
Zulma Never call me Auntie, you damn fool. In some quarters I’m a sex symbol. Here — your ammi asked me to bring your favourite aubergine pakoras.
She hands him the pakoras, wrapped in foil. He stashes them away. Chad shuffles out, taking the rucksack and Hat with him.
Shahid She shouldn’t have …
Zulma And leave those brain cells unfed? How are the studies coming?
Shahid Fine, fine.
Zulma Working hard?
Shahid Never harder.
Zulma Making friends?
Shahid The best ever.
Zulma Have you seen my beloved husband?
Shahid Yes.
Zulma When? Where?
Shahid He popped by to say hello.
Zulma That bastard Chili never said hello to anyone. Did he borrow money? What’s his number? My pen is hanging! Where’s he staying at the moment in London? Quickly.