She has forgotten everything that was good..

We had a small fight…

We had a tiny tiff..

All her fears came to life..

All the good I had done went down in a whiff..

She blamed me for everything that I had done and not done..

She held me responsible for a life of agony devoid of fun…

She did not see her role in the play..

She started bombarding me with accusations everyday.

I apologized for that moment that destroyed it all.

But it seemed she had already built a solid strong wall.

She wanted to make me pay for money was her new God or may be old..

She did not see the birthday gifts I had showered or the heirlooms I had sold

She took the road of the law willing to extract every dime.

I had suddenly become a criminal. Being a man was my crime.

There was nothing to support me, nothing to protect me or hear my plea.

My agony, my pain there was no one to see.

I wonder if that is going to be the future of men in this country..

We are blamed for all that is wrong.

Whereas a woman committing a crime is labelled as strong.

Is this justice or equality in anyway.

More and more men are being tortured everyday….

Enjoying the online novel? Do comment and let us know where you are reading this novel from? We would love to hear from you!

Leave a Reply

Discover more from Shailaza's Blog

Subscribe now to keep reading and get access to the full archive.

Continue reading