Women should learn to fight for themselves

Virju pehlwaan the tall, stout, strongly built wrestler of the village was going to get married. He had such a giant figure that people trembled at his sight. He used to take tremendous care of his body by getting an oil massage everyday and sticking to a nutritious diet. His complexion was dark and he was always seen wearing a white dhoti, matched up with a white kurta. The wedding day arrived. Virju cladded in his finest clothes is seen grinning from inside his "sehra ". Radhika, his bride all decked up in a beautiful red saree and old fashioned jewellery, trembling from within. Soon the auspicious ceremony took place, with the blessings of almighty they entered into a wedlock. Radhika's mother-in-law whispered in her ears, " Bhahu, my son is very healthy and passionate , don't let him down ". Radhika, without understanding her words nodded innocently and replied " Ji maaji ". The clever maaji offered her a tumbler of milk and vanished out of the room. As soon as Virju entered the room, he behaved like a demon and devoured Radhika's chastity without even having a look at her face. All her dreams about marriage were shattered. The pehlwaan was snoring in his deep slumber and Radhika was sobbing in pain. Whenever he is at home, Radhika has to stop all her bussiness and attend to him. All he wants from her is s*x. Slowly she finds out that this man is in passion of luscivious lust and she is his victim. In due course of time her health started to detoriate. She could not bear with it anymore. One fine midday, Virju as usual entered inside the room and looked for Radhika. Radhika was chopping vegetables in the kitchen. "Radhika, Radhika, l told you that you should be present in my bed when l am at home", shouted Virju. "Just a minute, l will be there", replied Radhika boldly. To his surprise he saw a totally transformed Radhika. She was dressed in her wedding saree which belonged to her mother, a big round red bindi adorned her forehead and a ray of red sindoor was shining from her parted hair. He was about to flung her on the bed, just then she took out a sharped knife from her pallu and shrieked, "Come closer to me, you like to devour me everyday like a beast, come, come near me and see". Virju could feel the spark in her eyes, she appeared as Goddess Durga to him. He joined hands and begged for his life but Radhika chased this demon in disguise till they reached the nearby fields. Radhika, filled with rage halted and demanded Virju to run as far as he could to save himself. Unfortunately while running Virju fell down and his head stuck onto a pointed stone. Radhika placing her foot on his chest was about to stab him but she found him dead. WRITER'S NOTE -People like Virju still exist in this society, it is the women who have to raise their voice against such rakhshashas. Maa's Saree provided ample strength for Radhika that she was able to fight with the toughest demon in her life.This story is semi - fictional. THANK YOU