(As told to Priya Chaphekar)
I had the expected arranged marriage
The turbulence in my life began when I was in my final year in college. I hail from a small town near Pune where a girl is married off the minute she turns 20. The guy was working as an engineer in an MNC in Mumbai – a good catch for a small town girl like me. We got engaged, but the wedding was cancelled just two weeks before the day due to familial disagreements. Exactly a year later, I was married to a boy named Rajeev who was well settled in Mumbai.
The nightmare began at once
Just like any other girl in her 20s, I dreamt of a fairy-tale life – how I’d have a bath and wake him up by flinging my wet locks on his face, cook the best dishes and keep myself looking good all the time. Over time, my dreams broke, like bangles. There were too many skeletons in Rajeev’s closet – I was his second wife, his previous wife had committed suicide by hanging herself and he was having an affair with his sister-in-law.