Inescapable Sufferings

From last three days, I was getting irrated on my maid while washing my dirty dishes, as my maid was not coming and also had stopped responding to hundreds of my phone calls. I was so astonished as well as irate on her for this irresponsibility. Even in the corner of my head I precisely have prepared to cut her salary this time. No work no pay( Though I have given this warning for so many times).

After three continuous days, I saw her entering into my room with pale and dull face. I thought this was might be her new drama, as she was very smart in dramatizing her defense and apparently very well versed speech of her faux sufferings, but she was different this time. Parveen, my maid, barely 20 yr old girl was unconscious of everything,she started her daily routine work, without saying a word. I was completely amazed on her attitude that was actually not usual of her.

Sometimes later, I spoke to her, asking  for paratha and sabjee, though I tried to show that I am very angry and don’t want to ask her why she was not coming. She started taking her bites I asked her slowly for why she was not coming. Suddenly she broke away saying, “Baji, Shadi kabhi na karna”. At the same instant I guessed something had went wrong with her husband. I started digging her why, what had happened, why saying like this? She cried and didn’t stop unless I shouted on her for the actual reason.

I found a similar story of home violence. Drunken husband had beaten up her, throttled her neck, and punched on to her stomach. Parveen, carrying baby inside her womb of 4 month. And all this had happened only because of money. Merely for 100 rupee, not that big amount as her husband earns 8000 per month. Her husband has an affair with some other lady and spends his income either on her or on addiction. She cannot let him go as this was her second marriage. First marriage was a failure and more than a disaster, she eloped away from her in laws home. That’s why she had to stay with her second husband anyhow. Have to fulfill his desire be it for money or physical. For her there is no window for passage to the world of happiness since she has to live in this same cruel world where woman are still treated as a substance.

 They work in other houses as maid servants, earning 3000-4000 and feeding nearly about 5-6 members of their family. This story does not belong inherently of single Parveen, but actually of hundreds of woman, who speaks about their impoverished, cold and bloodless pain and mental trauma, which they undergo every single day. Living under the shadow of such brutal violence surrounded inside the walls of their huts can easily sabotage a life. These poor woman suffer such kind of pain every day and every night for fulfilling their male partners desires. For these poor girls, life is a cage from where they neither can escape from nor can they live with a smile.

 Can my article on this will make any change to Parveen’s life? Is it possible to describe the actual pain in words of these young girls? Answer is simple a big NO. But its not NEVER, we as a writer can make alive these tiny yet big issues on women sufferings. Suffering of a poor girl, or be it a pain of richest, Overall it is a suffering of a woman. And that’s the root of my article and so, I am here to tell loudly the story through my words.