The Extremes Of Anguish

In this article i will go through some of the most frightful and shocking crime being inflicted upon woman in this modern society, which most of the time go unattended. A real story revealed to author.

We both met by chance. She was a widow in her late forty and i was  forty, a divorce. She was by far prettier then i had expected, oval face, big deep eyes and sensual lips and white complexion. But its not that what i was attracted to, apparently not.I was rather attracted by her inner beauty, her pious approach to any subject, forever calmness on her face, and  miraculously similar thinkings made my heart trembling.We soon become good friends. One day i seriously proposed her," Reeta, i have fallen in love and i want to have you as my life partner", "no, friends millions time, but nothing else", she politely rejected my proposal. As a result quite apparently i become quiet, less energetic, and withdrawn, which she noticed and called me," listen, you are a very good friend of mine and really do not want to loss you but for godsake please do not compel me to something which i can not give you and then her voice trailed off........i sensed something very serious" ok ok i promise not to disturb you", i tried to calm down her. No, you do not disturb me, its only that you do not know what i had gone through in my life ok,today i will tell you and then she gave an account of her sufferings in her past.

I was barely ninteen years old when i married to this man, she pointed towards a framed picture of a man hung on the wall, the father of my two kids. She took a deep breath and continued..............every to - be - girl goes through pangs of anxiety just thinking about her future mother - in - law. Problems are usually more intense with arranged marriages. Its tough to be in such a relationship.All of a sudden i found myself amongs strangers, away from my parents.I still don't understand that why they had asked my hand for their son when they did not like me? They were very indifferent and orthodox in their attitude.towards me from the day one.My husband was not different either,never cared for me .

You can't imagine how lonely i had become, somehow i managed to survive in spite of extreme diverse conditions.used to think someday my husband , who was very handsome and intelligent at his work, might change, and then i had my first baby child, a baby child? its still treated as curse in india.Things grew more intense, not a single day went by when i was not absued or cursed upon or humiliated and caused mental distress, yet i respected him a lot, after all he was a father of my child. They banned me visiting my parents and imposed inhuman conditions, left alone to die in solace. I sometimes used to wonder what would become of me, years passed by and conditions worsened. I was living just for the sake of , no joy in my heart, no one to look for, i lost all hope of emerging from that house(i would say prison ) in which i was confined for being his wife.

Ahh............in the ensuing years of my anguish i gave birth to my second child with that my faith was made manyfest. It was a cry of distress, but not distrust god had withdrawn from me, my faith triumphed by laying hold of god ever amid the darkness. After two years of my second child my husband got an offer from United States and he took all of us.

Although,deprived of liberty i was happy and thought that things would now change,but i was fool and stupid to hold belief based on impirical evidence,i had to realise later that what i envisaged was an illution. My husband used to drink but as he rose the ladder of success, he eventually become an alcoholic brat and would often beat me in front of my innocent kids, their childhood too was at stake. I was the victim of most elusive crime of our society, yet i continued to respect him. We were advancing towards a disaster, unknown and silent as it was.

My husband paid a heavy price for being an alcoholism. One day without any warning he passed away and left us in Bewilderment. I had no one to look for help, a young widow with two kids side by side, nowhere to go, what to do! how would i survive, i had remained in house for the last fifteen years, although i was graduate,but never worked. God had been very kind to me, some of my wellwishers came forward and helped in getting a job for me, i bow my head to these kind people. My friends were very caring they kept pressuring me to re married, i reluctantly agreed upon and then this gentleman came into my life. He was an angel sent by god to pamper me, reward me for all those sufferings i had gone through. He had very little time as though he knew it,he did everything in haste, wanting to fulfill all my unexplored desire, he taught me the true meaning of love, life was running at a very fast pase, every fiber of his being was immencely in love with me, even my kids were very fond of him.I only disclosed about re marrying to my parents and few of my friends,in india re- marriage is still a social taboo.

In his passionate presence soon i forget all the pain that has been inflicted upon me by my ex- husband, moved by his serene approach we worked out a date to our marriage, it was yet to be announced, but unaware of what lies ahead. My destiny had something else stored for me. The day he was to announce the date he passed away in his sleep.I feel not ashemed to admit that his death left me shattered, i owe a great respect to him, he was a true angel

Why all this happening to me? why?.........the one who was so crual to me  was after all my husband, he left me alone, then this angel came into my life, left me alone too! tell me why?...........reeta looked into my eyes, soacked with tears. I could not face her.Inside i felt something heavy i gently took her hand in my hand and said,"I am so sorry for just giving you an attitude. I am just being an - over sensitive selfish jerk. I hope you can forgive me for being such a baby. I shall never ever impose my feelings. A gentleman promise.

She left with a heavy heart, i sat there for a long thinking why this world is so crual, why re marriages are still a social taboo.