I asked her…’Why do you hate him so much?’…She gave me a blank look…and smiled…A smile that had lost all hopes, smile that had been so hurt so many times perhaps that it’s lost any sensitivity towards pain..I was standing at Suji’s cube listening to her…her cube looked like a whole new world to me…I never knew this is how a wife would be treated…
Obviously, it’s not without a reason that a woman would throw her Mangalya away. Why wouldn’t she, if the husband can say ‘May be you get the pleasure from outside..’ when she doesn’t yeild to his sexual urges..that too in front of her own mother? God how awful it could have been for her. I know this could be the first feminist kind of blog that I am writing here..Frankly I am no feminist..I just try to be a humanist trying to look at people as a human being who can sin, who can do good, who can love, hate….But some things and in some aspects I expect human beings to be perfect, as perfect as God could be…that is when it comes to treating parents and treating your family..spouse, kids…specially men should be gods..because I feel they are capable of it…they are meant to be one when it comes to parents and wife and kids…That’s why I hate this man…who can tell his wife..’Both of you are white elephants I cannot take care of you perpetually..few months are ok..So please find a job and get on with your career.’
Imagine you are groaning with the delivery pain…and you have to look for a taxi yourself to get to hospital..Imagine you are lying tired on your hospital bed after the baby birth and someone and then you have to get up and settle your delivery bills…with the husband being still alive earning and healthy? Yes that’s how the world is, nature is..man is the provider.. and when he doesn’t while he has the resources to provide…he is called cruel…insensitive..he is not a man..
Suji tells me Jhinuk..I dont want this high flying IT job, I dont want this car that I bought in loan..I dont want people to think I am successful and independent..I hate this word independence..rather I want to be possessed, I want to be questioned, I want to be provided with my small small wants…I want to depend on someone…ask money from someone while I go shopping…want someone who will get furious at me if I look at other men..but here..I have a husband who doesn’t mind me having feelings for another man…he says oh you are so honest you told me … why couldn’t he slap me, why could he hold me tight to him and said ‘listen you are only mine..you are not going anyhwre without me…’ I would have been so happy…instead he just leaves me to stray around with guys…
They think we are working, earning well, so we need not be taken care of..Independence seems to be the new buzz…how superficial….’Modern Independent Women’….looks like a term coined by the ‘Men of Today’ so things get easier for them…you know things like joint home loans in a posh locality or a joint loan for some posh car…so that they can flaunt it around friends..No we dont want that….we are ready to give up our so called independence…just take care of us….we are delicate…please understand that…we might be going out and working…but we still shiver inside and feel that lump on our throats when bosses are rude to us…You guys..be a man and let us be women…..taking care of you, depending on you…loving you…
