The society I lived in chose to normalize it. My in-laws didn’t care much for it. I was scared to speak up, I didn’t want to bring dishonour to my family. I’ve spent sleepless nights wailing in pain.
I’m a victim of domestic abuse. I have endured it since the day I got married.
I still hoped for things to get better, I went through it all hoping that one day it would end. When I became pregnant, I thought that my plight would get better, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.
My husband and his family were overjoyed to hear about my pregnancy. But, little did I know that that happiness and support came with an expiry date.
I was 5 months pregnant with my daughter when a routine scan showed that my baby had a congenital heart disease. My husband and his family were still supportive, they were ready to fight for her life, with me. It was immediately after she was born that their behaviour changed entirely. They were unhappy that my baby was a girl. On top of that, she was born ill and needed expensive treatment.
It was her and I, against the world. My in-laws and husband threw me out of the house for wanting to keep her and raise her as our child. According to them, I committed a crime that was unforgivable and I was abandoned without a second thought. I chose to raise her alone. I wanted to brave it all if it meant that she had a chance at life.
Eventually, I moved in with my parents. Hospital trips became a routine to me. I’ve spent close to Rs.1 lakh trying to save her. I’ve lost track of how many days she has spent in the ICU. Her medical expenses have been borne by me entirely. My parents are very old and I’m already very grateful to them for letting me stay with them. I can’t possibly ask them for money.
Meanwhile, Aparajita’s condition has been worsening. She is only 7 months old now and her plight is as sad as mine. She struggles to breathe. She has stopped crying for she has no energy left. She has difficulties consuming food and often chokes up. Doctors have told me that an open heart surgery is the only saving grace for my baby girl.
I’ve begged my well wishers, relatives and friends to arrange for a lakh so far. The surgery will cost me another Rs 3.5 lakhs additionally. I don’t have anyone else to rely on. Your contribution can mean a second chance for her at life. I request you to keep her in your prayers. Your kindness is all that we have to save her, kindly share our plight with your friends and family.