I wept whole night. Terrorized and insecure. How can the God on whom an unbreakable faith was build through a deep nurturing of positive thoughts that my mother has put in me since childhood let it happen?
What happened to all those Monday fasts I have done for this person in my life?
I wept whole night. Why, Why, Why?
This is a story of every one out of five ladies in UP who is a victim of a male chauvinist husband. Victims of an insane person who flushes his money on drinks and gambling, who can’t handle his ego, who can’t stand his capable educated working wife.
This is a story of lady who is a reputed doctor now. Today a very successful, self-made government doctor.
The feel of leaving house early in morning with those 3 lines of tension on my forehead leaving my daughter alone still makes me broken.
I recall those nights coming back from hospital where I would hug my daughter as hard as I could, often crying holding her tight.
But all my pain and grief would seem so small just by looking at her happy, healthy and active.
The happiness in her eyes to find me back with a mere chocolate would bring my whole life back.
I personally would have separated way back from my husband but I had a little life with me to make my marriage worth struggling.
Watching her playing with her favorite toy, eating her food completely, closing her tiny tired eyes in my arms to sleep would heal every scar of my broken marriage .
Truly said a child can make your world a much happier place.
I owe my success to my daughter whose innocent laughter and curious questions have kept both of us tied in a knot.
It was for her future growth and happiness that we both decided to attend each of her cultural programs, teacher meetings etc.
I never wanted her first love, the hero of her life to step down in her eyes, because I always knew her happiness.
Whenever she fall sick, no ego restricted us to be next to her. She was and still is the world to me. Her laughter is food and energy to me.
I fought with the world, my family , even my own ego , because I knew I have a canvas to paint, a kind of life I have in my tired eyes for every night I slept weeping for my daughter .
Today I owe my success, my sustained marriage , our home and happiness to this girl.
I cannot take myself away from all the faith in God, and each day pray for her to be not that 1 out of 5.