The Rebel’s Wife.

Maitri never thought a day so bad would come that she’d have to tell her sons the truth about how their father died. And their eldest brother too.

The twins were barely two years old when they lost the eldest males of the house. They had a difficult childhood but they somehow survived, their innocence though tarnished not destroyed. They were brought up by a single mother in a one room flat in a building where all sorts of men came and went – some with arms by day and flowers by night, some with smiles by day and sneers by night, some with lust dripping out of their eyes and others, very few others, with a genuine concern for the residents of the place. But genuine concern was easily forgotten in and almost always overshadowed by the vagaries of daily life and new traumatizing experiences faced by those people – their only curse being their place of birth.

She’d been married as early as 16. For her family, she was soon crossing marriageable age. They married her off to a rebel. Well, they didn’t know he was a rebel. That’s what they called themselves – rebels. Rebels – rebelling against the set norms of the society, a society which polarized towards the rich and affluent, the ones who already had more resources than they would ever require, the ones who walked around like they owned the world and trampled the rest under their feet far more miserably than the fate faced by ants! Unlike him she didn’t see his vision of fighting for the masses against the classes but she never questioned him. She accepted that her fate was tied to her husband’s decisions. She wanted him to care more for his family than for people who didn’t give even a damn about whether he lived or died.

She loved him and she hated him. But she never told her children that. But now she would. Maitri never thought a day so bad would come that she’d have to tell her sons the truth about how their father died. And their eldest brother too. But now she would.

Graciously Yours!

P.S.: If this piece arouses your interest, I’d love to write this one further. Want more? Let me know in the comments below.

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