Why some men are always right?
He is taught to be tough and macho. He was told to run the show. He dared and earned bucks and took pride in conquering the world.
The woman in his life, always learnt to celebrate his success as his best companion. In between she forgot to fight her own battle. Giving up her dues, she kept on building debts…which were unfathomable.
She keeps pondering why she is not the object of celebration. Fazed up she continues to serve. For he runs the show, in the leading role and she is only the supporting actor who completes the frame. Her need to be happy ceases to vanish.
One day she finds herself weak enough to stand to fill the frame and wants to quit.
He is offended. How dare she spoil the art work of years. It was his canvass! He calls her unworthy lot and asks her if she thinks herself as the Goddess?
Broken, she cries for a while and pauses before replying.
He was the God for her; atleast she treated him like one. Blame it on her upbringing. Her father was simpleton to tell her to live and die in the husband’s house. She was educated, yet unprogressive girl to have believed the man who proposed her for marriage. She was rest assured with love by her side, he would be always there.
He was God for her, Over any relation she had known.
After asking her to Fuck off, he tells her composing himself, It was not my fault. You never asked for anything? I never deprived you off anything…You are accusing me…for…what?
She pauses. Ten years have gone. Does this man needs 10 more years to know the answer to his question?
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