You hit me because I did something against your will. You abuse me because for once I did not bother to oblige to your orders. You demean me in front of our children who are a proof of our love which once existed! Or maybe not!
May be that was the “right” thing to do. Because that is how a perfect life should be right? Listen to your parents because they know the best for you, get married to somebody of their choice, have babies and then spend the entire life nurturing the family while nobody looks at my own well being!
My children don’t speak because they are too scared that things will worsen. I am scared too! But somewhere deep inside I hope that they will never be like their father! They will stand up for what is wrong and will fight for it, even if that means hurting themselves in the course.
May be someday, if god forbid, my daughter has to go through the same, she won’t bear it the way I have been doing. I hope she stands up, fights and leaves that living hell. I hope she makes a life of her own; not a life which just revolves around a man! A man who thinks his wife is his own property, who has no living rights, who cannot even breathe against his permission! A man who thinks he has the right to control the world and who is doing no sin!
I have never told this to my daughter because that is not what an “ideal” mother should do, right? But I hope she understands, she learns and she doesn’t spend her life being “ideal” for everybody. After all, nothing is ever enough!
Lastly, I hope one day there is a world where women are treated as equals, as individuals and not as a thing to be protected by men. And I really hope my son unlearns what he has seen all his life! I hope he makes this world a better place to live, at least for the females in his life!
May be I won’t be alive to see that kind of a world; sounds too utopian right now! Amidst all the hopelessness and grief, I yet hope my children or grandchildren see a better world, AN EQUAL WORLD!