Friday, July 30, 2010

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She sat there with her eyes moist and yet, dry bereft of any tears not even wondering what had brought this one. Broken in spirit, shattered and bruised in the vilest way. All the bruises which were visible at least had accountability. One could wait for the passage of time to heal them from the eggplant purple to the dirty yellow fading into nothingness. But what about the scars which were engrained into her, they were getting deeper, bleeding and rotting the core of her leaving a fetid stench …..Which engulfed at all times.
She thought about her existence, given birth by loving parents who pampered her, loved her at every step and held her hand at every turn guiding, nudging her to the highest levels of education. And, when the infernal rishta (that’s how she saw it) she was married tethered to a man who was all prevailing. It seems time stands still and whatever advancement is like a smokescreen, promising the sky but leaving one with a lot of grey smoke on the face. He was all what one wanted in an ideal partner (do these utopian fantasies exist?).A whirlwind marriage with all the trappings was played to the hilt and she settled into her marriage with the excitement and coyness of a blushing bride.
All was well, till alcohol surfaced and reared it‘s ugly head. She tried, appeased him but nothing... The beatings started as a vent of his frustrations, because of his inner demons which tormented both of them. Turning to her parents, and having long discussions and promises of him turning into a new leaf led her down the merry path that all would be great. No one gets divorced in our families; just learn to live with it, give him another chance. These placations carried on with the beatings and the last one was which broke the camel’s back.


This is a true rendition of a case which came to the chairman pswc…I don’t want to give any reasons, explanations’ or arguments about what drive women to this utter desolateness and sheer helplessness. This scene is played out in countless households; tell me when we will stop it and let the stench fade away to sweet smell…
The woman in question had everything going for and has been killed by her so –called in laws and her parents and society by repeated attacks on her body with electrical shocks, while her soul frittered away the first time..
By the way, what do you think is an adequate financial compensation? What a laugh …

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