![]() Even before she could sense a storm that was about to be unleashed, her husband declared: “I’ve married someone else!”īehind the pomp and show with which people are performing weddings in Kashmir, an elephant in the room is devouring the same sacred institutions in the name of infertility. She was confused over how to react to her husband’s words but stood there staring at him nonchalantly. “You should be ashamed of yourself,” she was greeted. As he stepped inside home, Shahana was once again forced to bear the normalised verbal abuse. In a flash, a weary man with sunken eyes rushed inside. Her relatives asked her to sit far from their children, her in-laws called her barren-even as the test reports had proved otherwise-and her husband termed her existence an evil in his life.Īs the nerve-jerking insult of the previous night was still sinking in her, she opened the door. The couple tried every medical solution, but to their chagrin, it proved nothing more than a debacle.Īnd then the childless woman became the freshly inducted sight of taunts. ![]() The first two years of her marriage had proved to be a “subtle art of a healthy relationship” but then, the bracing relation adopted an ugly side. There were marriages in her family that had fallen apart quite easily, as if they had been perforated from the very beginning but that wasn’t the case with her life. For the past few years, Shahana’s in-laws had already turned the torrent of abuse into a normalcy in her life but the latest indictment proved to be the last nail in the coffin of dreams as it came from her beloved.
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