Amma and Appa dropped the bomb, and my world tilted for a second, not because of the word “marriage” itself, but because of everything that word carried with it- debts cleared, …
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Silent Wounds
One and a half years have passed, and now I am nothing more than a full-time maid in my own home. My day begins at 5 a.m., sweeping the front …
Amma and Appa thought all their problems would be solved. They believed they would get money from the monster, marry Janani off, send me back to that hell, and live …
Today was my result day, and I visited the nearby temple to pray for my future. When I returned home, Amma was watching TV. Janani had gone to her work, …
Two years passed and now I m preparing for my final board exams. One more month and I can’t wait to return to village. I haven’t met my family for …
Three years have passed, and a lot has changed. Janani finished secondary school and wanted to join college, but my parents sent her to work in a clothing export company …
I was in my room, my body trembling as I tried to hide beneath the bedcover. There was no sign of anyone, and I lay curled up, waiting for someone …
A month had passed since I last saw my family. I spoke to them only occasionally over the phone. Appa called Grandma every day, yet never once did he ask …
Life hasn’t been the same for me lately, everything feels different. I miss my family deeply, but living with my grandmother in a new home, in a completely new place, …
The morning sun peeked through the thin curtains, spilling golden light into the room. I frowned and without opening my eyes, pulled the pillow over my face, trying to block …
