NAVARATHRI DIARIES- DAY-6 Ashes of evil

Bhargavi stood outside her home groaning in pain as she clasped her hands hard to the stomach to control it. Her face was seen to be swollen with whips and hands hardened by scars of abuse and beatings. It was from her malevolent husband , Mahesh. He had been this kind of monster since from his childhood as he had a kind of intolerance towards women and deemed them as weak fragile and childbearing creatures. He was a male chauvinist and a perfect example of male misogyny that society and his toxic parents encouraged him to become from a small devil to become a demon of bad deeds and misconduct. Mahesh and Bhargavi had been a married couple and they were happy during their initial days of marriage where Bhargavi mistook her husband to be a man of morality. But her worlds started to crumble one by one when he misbehaved with her once during an occasion and she considered this as a chance that could break their relation , but stood ignorant about it and continued her life with him. At times , Mahesh’s way of showing affection to Bhargavi actually caused her with pains , bruises on her body parts and she limited herself in bearing this as it had not been a year and her marriage is in the verge of destructing her own life. Bhargavi’s parents had actually practiced dowry during her marriage and Mahesh’s evil family got to know that she had a quite insurmountable wealth in her name , a home , some farm fields of her father and more. Sensing an opportunity to seize this , mahesh and his parents made her to sign a numerous property documents and affidavits that made her family penniless and slowly or the other way she got rich by seizing the wealth from hr own family. Yet one thing never stopped , despite she had a stupid thought that providing wealth to that greedy scumbags can actually change them for goods and she hoped that Mahesh’s family will treat her as their own family member. But no , nothing changed. They were just stupid and selfish , self entered about themselves and continued to illtreat the real owner , Bhargavi as a domestic help and abused her in many ways. 

Her tolerance and endurance to a point had to extend as when she decided to retreat all the wealth from her in-laws and husband to save her own parents from misery. She begged them to provide her parents their own hard earned money and for each time she receives money from them for her family , she is abused in the most bad way. 

Now Bhargavi being ousted in the worst condition after a year of an abusive marriage life with her husband and his family , stood outside a kali temple and besieged the great god for forgiveness for her act. She was forced to do this and she realised that she had endured so much in her life and its time that she returns them for what they did. Bhargavi with one hand on her stomach and her beautiful white saree greased in blood stains and her other hand holding firmly after something precious. A red coloured suitcase. She cried and wept endlessly and fell unconscious lying in the temple.

Next day , she woke up she found herself in a hospital bed with a nurse in rather a grieving emotion. The lady said , ” have you been a victim of domestic abuse?” She asked in a low tone. Bhargavi nodded yes and slowly lifted herself from the bed with difficulty. “ do your have any family member? Because l last night some one near to your bungalow , I think neighbour , a man dropped here by car and asked us to cater you well and also one more thing , Mam , were you pregnant all the time during the abuse?” The nurse though had spoken too much out of the context , Bhargavi hugged her crying and felt comforted by the words and act of strangers who did this to her. Bhargavi in a slow voice said , ”please note my number and call my parents here? Also ask that stranger who had saved my life last night? , and one more thing , could you please switch on the tv….” The nurse did what she told. The nurse gave her some reports of tests that was taken on her in an unconscious state , which revealed that she was indeed pregnant and an act of immorality and abuse had caused abortion of her child. Bhargavi stood there like a stone , she placed her hands on her womb and cried endlessly in pain , yet her inner self was rather in some kind of tranquility. She was feeling relieved of something that she didn’t openly revealed to anyone. Her parents came and they begged her to her knees for forgiving them for their mistake. They pleaded her not to take any irrational decisions and assured her that they will support her thick and thin. Bhargavi yet never wanted to take a chance to relieve her parents for their grievous mistake of ruining her life by marrying someone , she had not even known and perform the act of dowry like almost selling her with a price tag to some greedy money hungry family. “ everything is over by now. I don’t want to talk about anything that happened last year or either the last night incident that my husband performed on me , a huge abuse of pushing me from stairs and killing my 2 months child within my womb itself and never allowing to see the light of future. In this suitcase , there is a sufficient amount of money , which they had stolen from us and the documents which few weeks before I managed to get help by someone to reclaim the house and lands for us. My husband who had seen me doing this act in his absence tried to kill me in the worst possible way , but I thrashed him and his family in a room , locked the doors of our home , left the home with a suitcase now and…” her mother asked , ” and…. What did you do to those bastards?” , Before Bhargavi could speak anything , the Tv displayed a tabloid flashing with a new of a home getting burnt in a fire accident and the fire department workers reaching there late before people around the locality managed to put off the fire. Her dad completed the sentence , ” burned them to ashes…” Bhargavi nodded yes. She had in fact tried to complain them to police and tried to seek help so many time from her neighbours. But even her neighbours were scared to approach Mahesh’s family as they feared for Bhargavi’s life. 

Her parents weren’t complaining now. They felt a sense of relief after the demons inside the home burned completely. The stranger asked for a moment to spare with Bhargavi after the nurse informed about his arrival. Bhargavi was shocked. It was her neighbour and her childhood friend for whom she had no chance to even peep even though her friend knew everything about her struggles. The man said , ” Bhargavi , I am extremely sorry about your life. You have faced so much in this age and I feel that it’s time for you to decide. I had saw you a while before in the night when your husband had tried to kill you. Your mother in law was in the kitchen and she accidentally turned the valve on with a match stick burning , the moment you locked them and rushed from there unnoticed about the flame or the fire , the building bursted to ashes. The police will try to frame you for murder. Now I ask you will you chose righteousness or a new start of life?” Before Bhargavi could say anything , her parents chorused a new start of life. “ they had wronged her all along and they were punished by the god kaali herself for their sins. They are burnt to ashes of grey and dusted to air. What you need is a refreshing start to renew her life again. We will be there to support you throughout.” Bhargavi hugged her parents again and the trio started crying. Her childhood friend also realised that she really is in desperation of hope and a new future. He smiled at her and she glanced at his look and understood that her friend , the only witness of this will also support her too in this hiatus occurred.