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Outside the  window, 
I looked out of the window 
and saw a man hitting a woman on the street. 
It reminded me about a forgotten scene 
of a man who slapped his pregnant wife
and died after some days in the hospital due 
to pregnancy complications. 
He claimed to do it unwillingly 
the court sentenced him for some years in prison. 
the new scene touched my heart as the innocent
 half naked woman apologised publicly
and the man continued hitting her. 
How painful can be when some people 
continue ill - treating people who love them?
When you hear a woman says  loudly ," life is not fair"
 you can think otherwise while she expressed her challenges in complicated relationship.
some women cry daily 
when they find little change in their relationships. 
to manage some short tempered women, 
 it is so challenged but disrespecting them 
on the streets,  it is not fair. 
My grandmother always told me about her past with my late grand father Alfonso who could not hit her
 till he died before I was born. 
She almost hundred years old now 
and continue living well.
There  is no day I saw my father hitting my mother
and she could not  share with us about being a victim 
of such abuse when we were young. 
It means they continue  living true love 
and reciprocal respect in their marriage. 

August 02/2023

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