The Bitter Scar of My Life

It was Sunday night, My husband’s family created A remarkable unresolvable lifelong scar. The scar that changed my life. I can never forget that day, The day when me and my husband fought, Like every married couples do His relatives made the issue bigger and worse It will remain as unforgettable moments of life They called all their relatives ,one came after another. They insulted and abused me. A little decency and implementation of their education Would have saved the relationship. Meaningless to have head of the family, They brought to the noticed of the local people . Was that an act of justice, in this modern society today? Was that their way of showing their love and care? Was that the right place to their show their strength and unity, They seem to forget that I was their daughter in law, Not an enemy, Was that their way of showing gratitude ? For the sacrifices i made. For nursing and serving them. They all together, supported one another and stood in front of me They surrounded me, As if I caught for some crime. Where has the respect gone? The love for their daughter in law? No words to express of their unbearable words. Nothing causes me pain than the abusive words utter by his relatives. Never felt so hurt, Never felt so insulted and low. I couldn’t handle it that day. Next early morning I left the place, as there was no love and respect. One day they will know the value of the tears i shed, the pain I had undergone, the insult i had faced, the separation they did.