The Queen Card (Feminine Supremacy)

"The entire television is filled with the kolkata doctor murder case, Dad when will it end?" Dimpy asked my father. Yeah, she's my little sister. I love my small family having my sister, elder brother, sister in law and my father. Yeah it's sad but I miss my mother a lot. After the death of my mother, we have left my paternal uncle and all, because my dad says that she committed suicide because of paternal pressure. 

But no worries, I am lucky to have a sister who's not less than a mother to me. She cooks and does all the household work all alone. And my big bro! My second father, he supports and loves me a lot. After my father retired he was the one who took care of my studies, spending days and nights at work. He is the one who truly understands me and my secret love, Neetu. Neetu and I meet in college after which we are in love. No other than my brother knows about this! Yeah he's so friendly that I could share everything with him. I didn't have any friends either, Neetu is my best friend, close friend and my girl friend. Every evening we would go for a walk sharing our pains and happiness. Due to her presence I never felt an urge to find a friend circle.

But in the culture of Odisha, Girls marriage has a great significance and fear. So, my dad decided to end the wedding chaos of my sister quickly. One more reason is that, I am not earning those days so obviously hardly I could convince my lifetime friend for the marriage. 

"Dad! I will be fine na? Nothing like mom will happen to me?" The reply Dimpy received "The law system of India has changed a lot dear. Now noone can even touch you, so just relax." And those were the last words of my single parent. My dad left the world before the marriage of my lovely sister. 

Thankfully, the cremation and all the rituals ended properly. Next week my sister is going away from us to her new home. I was having a peaceful talk with my love that night and then suddenly my dear Dimpy woke me up and asked me to move out. What I hear is that, my sister-in-law, Sneha was scolding the first born. "Well, we can't bear these things anymore... Who will manage the marriage now? And what's the need to do all these show offs? Our dear dad had already left us in deep sorrow and pain. So, let's do a court marriage and save the funds for the home. Already you are struggling with your so called unbearable two children. Haha! They are even not yours. We can't move ahead with all these bearings. Okay?" The painful part is that, there's no opposing voice rising in inside the room. Eerie Silence!

All happened according to the will of the home owner sadly. Thankfully the inlaws of my sister agreed and the court marriage completed. But who knew that I would be in trouble? I never understood that it was all a trap. 

My girlfriend called me and told me to get a job quickly else she's getting married the very next year. And on the top of it, my brother and his wife have also started misbehaving me like I am a piece of beggar. Time passed, and I could no longer find peace here. My Sneha bhabi is no more interested in my success, she's all busy in saving money for her upcoming child. The food I eat, the vehicle I use all got restricted. And the worst part is that it's my brother who restricted me. And now I am blaming the time that I wasted, on my life partner, instead of working on my career. I could have used 50% of the call time in my studies but shit. It's all gone now. My brother whom I share everything is not mine anymore. He's busy with his own love. It's love or slavery? Noone can understand...

Thankfully I logout all my social media and started working hard. And in 7 months I cracked a clerical interview. I thought it will work and it did. Neetu parents agreed for the marriage. ThankGod! But God has other plans. The day our marriage fixed, my brother decided me to divide the property. "You take this portion which is more than half and please leave this house. It's getting clumsy now. I and Sneha want some private time with my

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family." My eyes were filled with grief and I spoke back "and about my marriage?". "Devarji", interrupted between we two. "You are having a great job now, I think you would be able to manage it na? I am having delivery in 2 months, I hope you understand now. You are well mature for this."

Okay! Uttered and next day I left the home, thankfully I arranged a small marriage with limited invitations. Hardly I had any friends or relatives, it's all because I was all busy with my brother and my love due to which I never gave a shit to my friends. I guess it's my second mistake. 

Now, Neetu is with me in a small rented house near my office. But she was somehow unhappy with me. Gradually she showed it to me, she wants more money. Because my salary was not enough to satisfy her happiness. But i was like what? You are the one for whom I left my friends, my family everything? And now you want money not me?? And usually we end this quarrel on an empty stomach night. Finally I sold half of my piece of property on which she bought her a necklace and household chores.

A couple of years passed, thankfully I got a promotion and now we three are happy. Yes, I have a little son, Rahul. One day the door rang and when I opened i saw my elder brother standing wearing an old dirty shirt. "What happened bhai?", "Your bhabi left me and took all of my property brother. Now I have nothing but a 30% salary to live on. I couldn't have anything except my food. Not even rent... I have no more children, wife or a family. Please help!"

I welcomed him to my home and arranged his things. A week passed and then... "Is he going to stay with us?, We can't bear it anymore. He is the one who kicked you out. Isn't it?" But he's my brother afterall I revolved. She continued "See, it's too difficult now, ask him to move somewhere else." I protested my wife on this. But she put a straight forward rule to remove him otherwise she will be moving away to her father's home with my son forever. Helplessly, I asked my brother to shift in the backyard. Yes, my brother spent his rest few years in my garden with a blanket. When it rains he used to sleep nearby varenda. Time passed, after his retirement, I let him go to an old-age home to spend his rest life in happiness. Though I was not at all happy leaving my brother alone but I have no choice. If I would have revolved, then I would be facing the same thing. Neetu has changed a lot. It's not the same Neetu that I knew, trusted and loved. She's all behind my stuff but not me. She has always targeted me for marrying and destroying her, Otherwise she would have lived a better life. And I am helpless. If I would have done anything, the police would have registered a domestic violence complaint for nothing. On the top of it, Neetu is highly possesive there's no time she's sparing for me. She wants all the time and attention for her. She is having friends, family and entire support system and I have nothing. So, yeah! at the end I turned out to be the real slave. I wish I have my friends and family with me. 

This is Indian law and a feminine dominant society. Where females can break homes, make you isolate from your friends and relatives. Gradually brainwash you with their love only to control and blackmail you using Indian laws. And strangely our laws can do nothing but only target us. Wow! So, it's a not a happy ending but we need to realize and make sure to control the situation before it's too late. Our career and family, friends should be more important than a two years old relationship which can ditch anytime with a super hidden intention to destroy the males for their money and fame, evil satisfaction. They are not shameless to destroy the high quality brotherhood of men among their friends and society. Just to control she will gradually brainwash every husband, and I guess the upgrading thoughts are women strategy.

How contradicting these women are? Just go back to the starting of the story. The forced rape, domestic violence started it all and now we helpless men!!