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Fourteen years back, I had a flourishing career and bright future in front of me, and now I was left penniless as my in-laws took over everything my husband owned.
Bob Marley once said, “You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have”, and I am a living proof of that.
I had always been a pampered child. My parents raised me like a princess, and my father ensured that I got everything I ever desired. I was raised to be an independent woman, and with my parent’s blessings and hard work, I got my dream job at IBM after completing my MBA in Finance.
My life was going smoothly till a catastrophe hit my family, and I lost my father due to a terminal illness. I was still mourning his loss and was yet to accept the reality when, due to societal pressure, I was married off to my uncle’s son.
My martial life was nothing short of a nightmare for me. After my wedding, I realized my husband didn’t earn enough to support his family.
Despite that, I was ordered to leave my lucrative career and manage the household chores, but not before pledging all my jewellery and saving to fund my husband’s start-up. I had nobody to have my back, and my husband didn’t heed my pleadings.
Things turned worse when I gave birth to my second daughter. No one turned up in the hospital, including my husband, to see my newborn as they were expecting a boy, and I already had one daughter.
The emotional and psychological torture increased to the point where I considered killing myself along with my daughters. I might have gone through with the plan, but looking at their beautiful faces filled me with gratitude, and I decided to fight with my destiny for their sake.
Life took another turn when the deadly COVID virus infiltrated our home, and everything went topsy-turvy. My in-laws and husband were admitted to ICU. While praying for their recovery, I received a call from the hospital stating my husband wanted to see me.
I rushed to the hospital to check on my husband’s condition. I saw him through the surveillance camera, taking his last breath in front of my eyes a few seconds later.
Devastated, I returned home and called my daughters, who were at my native place. I could not muster the courage to tell them that their father had passed away, so I told them he had gone to some place for work.
This time I decided it was not about me any more, my late husband’s property and valuables belonged to my daughters, and I was not going to let anyone snatch their possessions away from them.
I fought tooth and nail and did everything in my power to get my rightful share of the property back from my in-laws, including the jewellery my father had preserved for me.
Finally, after a ten-year hiatus, I returned to work with my head held high. I am a teacher now at an international school and a single mother of two lovely girls.
I am extremely proud of myself, and now when I look back, I can’t believe how I managed to survive the worst phase of my life.
As a teacher, I make sure my students know their worth and always dare to fight for their rights. I tell them every day to never take anything for granted and be always grateful for what they have.
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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