To the woman who sleeps with someone else's husband
Let me begin by saying - I understand human relationships are complex. I also understand one-night stands, flings, excitement those flings bring, sexual desires, desire to be wanted by men other than your own husband. What I don't understand - why you had no respect for me? Why you demeaned me, mocked my looks, made remarks about my intelligence? And why you chose to do all that for not one day but for years? Even when I was going through one miscarriage after another.
Now let me tell you how your actions ruined one woman's life beyond repair.
When you did all that my husband came home and repeated the same words and actions to deal with his own guilt. He objectified me - he inserted in me when you were not available. He mocked my looks - his exact words - I look like a chimpanzee when I wear a bright-coloured lipstick. You know, I can't look at any man now. He insulted my intelligence. He said I was good enough only to bag groceries at a supermarket. The list of insults is …
Now let me tell you how your actions ruined one woman's life beyond repair.
When you did all that my husband came home and repeated the same words and actions to deal with his own guilt. He objectified me - he inserted in me when you were not available. He mocked my looks - his exact words - I look like a chimpanzee when I wear a bright-coloured lipstick. You know, I can't look at any man now. He insulted my intelligence. He said I was good enough only to bag groceries at a supermarket. The list of insults is …
Poignant...
ReplyDeleteI wonder how many go through this terrible phase.
DeleteSay no to domestic violence should be our motto. First time, every time.
ReplyDeleteA powerful message beautiful put :)
True that! We should encourage everyone to come forward and save themselves from it.
Deletepainful.. and a reality for many.
ReplyDeleteSo well constructed. :)
Thanks Seena
Deletevery true
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DeleteI love your hashtag stories. Each one has a takeaway.
ReplyDeleteI a glad you highlighted this topic.
It is a phenomena so prevalent in our country yet everyone is hush hush about it.
"What you alow, continues!"
True, what we allow, continues. Hope people change for better.
DeleteTrue and nice words Saru ji !! Your short poems are very impressive.
ReplyDeleteThank you
DeleteStraight through the heart. Well said!
ReplyDeleteThanks Ami!
DeleteNice one. Life is to precious to be frittered away in an abusive relation.
ReplyDeleteTrue that!
DeleteSo influential.. love it.
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteVery sad.
ReplyDeleteBut it was better to buy a rope to hang him :) I would have done the same :)
Hell of a reply, Ranjana.
DeleteSo real and poignant! :')
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteVery true!
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DeleteShe should have bargained and obtained three scarves. One to keep her warm, another to hide those bruises and the third to strangle him when he sleeps. Of course he deserved it! :/
ReplyDeleteHahaha... that would have been a perfect end.
DeleteBrilliant!
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Deletethat is so piquant
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DeleteMuch said in few words
ReplyDeleteThank you, sir.
DeleteSubtle, exquisite and yet so potent. :) Riveting as always.
ReplyDeleteThanks Raj!
DeleteSuch bruises leave indelible mark in the heart which are more hard to cover up.
ReplyDeleteDamn true, Swati.
DeleteRight Swati ..but for that we have we use words, a dab of colour and smiles to cover up :)
ReplyDeleteDon't know for how long .
Agony of Indian women.
DeleteSad that many choose to hide it, rather than retaliate and bring themselves out of such a relationship.
ReplyDeleteShort and slice-of-life kind of a piece. Well penned.
I agree, it's sad and a helpless situation.
DeleteThis is something...both poignant and powerful! Well said, Saru!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tarang.
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