CHAPTER 3

Cupping your girls face with atmost passion and love will make her blush, will make her feel your love for you. But wait, is it always? Ratna was saying no, cupping her face hard, rubbing her cheeks harder , lust filled in his eyes , fear gushing through her eyes, forcing was the range of love that she experienced.

when she thought she would be carenessed like flower, she ended up in the reality of being crushed like the same flower. she accused all the poets for using petals as metaphors to lips, when hers got crushed by him and blood oozing out from them. "Growing long hair is beautiful until you marry, but it is the first weapon that your man will use against you, holding them hard, pulling them and much more. No long hairs are beautiful if your life isn't." she wrote.

Was that all she suffered? Ho ,no . bruise buried under her smile. 6 yards of silky gift by her mother covering her cuts. No one to hear her nor to walk her out from hell she was facing.

Realisations will hit you hard, when reality hits you harder. "Be submissive " is not a mantra to be followed, it's a state of pushing ourselves into helplessness. No expert who gave expert opinion about her man has ever lead their life together with him like her. No uncle / aunty who said " He will the best match for you" , has slept with him or her . Nobody has taken his beatings, nobody has taken his abuse and nothing. That's when she understood nobody who shares their opinion is going to lead the life with the concerned person but she. she is the one to decide whether the person is fine or not , for her. she needs to decide whether she wants to share her body with him or not. No xyz person can do it on her behalf.

what next ? was her question