This couple lived on my floor, both working in IT. Smart, well educated, friendly. I played a bit with their toddler, whenever I met them in the lift or corridor.Whenever his parents came to stay, I was invited for haldi- kumkum. A picture perfect, happy family. They left on transfer a few months ago.Yesterday, a friend who lives in the opposite flat, told me that he used to beat her, openly, in front of others. He once beat her in my friend's flat, held her by the neck and pushed her home. My friend said to me, he was not a bad man, did not drink or anything. This was just his culture as she had seen his father beating up his mother too.
I am saddened and disturbed by the sheer ordinariness of this abuse. I am haunted by their faces. I think of their little boy and wonder how long this chain of violence and humiliation will be.
I am saddened and disturbed by the sheer ordinariness of this abuse. I am haunted by their faces. I think of their little boy and wonder how long this chain of violence and humiliation will be.
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