The destroyed me...

Women

She looked at the man,she had married,a arranged marriage..

A month was all she had,and she was married of like dirty water needed to be thrown..

Her brother had left her a great advice,five fingers are not the same..

She had watched how her mother had taken her favourite earrings away,

How scarcely her luggage was packed..

She had come to her new home,with a hope,to start over..

She had promised herself,she would work very hard,to be a good wife,good daughter-in-law,

And finally she would have a home of her own,where she could smile..

The first night,she had asked for three things from her husband,

One,never make her beg,two,live with dignity and never drink or do things that would kill yourself within..

And she watched herself beg,the same brother who had thrown her away,to wear a piece of cloth,to cover herself up..

She watched herself lieing about the goodness of her family,how great her maternal family was..

She watched herself beg,to take herself,her children to hospital,and her husband stood there indifferent..

She watched everything scatter,yet her heart was dead,in the hand of her own dear ones..

The day she died,when her cold body was sleeping,with her daughter,the reflection of herself,dead, indifferent sat with her,

She watched her husband wishper her daughter who was stoned,to keep her jewellery safe..

And her daughter too stood,watching her father,brother putting her on pyre,

She watched her own husband push her to death too..