Why didn't you come yesterday to collect the garbage?

My mother: "Why didn't you come yesterday to collect the garbage?"

Aunty: "Chachi (aunty)-I went to see a doctor. The day before, my husband came home drunk and started beating me. "
 
She also lifts her ghunghat (veil) and shows me her left eye, which was red and was swelling very badly.
 
"The doctor said that if this blood had been a little more, you could have lost your eye."
 
Me (with disappointment and anger): "Why didn't you hit him back?"
 
Aunty: "Yes, I don't let him hit me now. I pushed him away. "
 
My mother throws the garbage in her container. She picks up her container, puts it on her head, and leaves for the other houses.
 
My mother washes her hands and becomes busy with her household chores, and I, with a heavy heart for 2 hours, go back to my room and get occupied with my office calls that are way beyond any real-life challenges of most people.
 
If only these women could be financially independent and their families could support them!
 
Life, we call it.





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