The trauma of betrayal can make the ground beneath one’s feet turn into quicksand, plunging one into a bottomless abyss of hurt and despair. The pain is compounded manifold when that trauma is coupled with the loss of pieces of oneself — one’s children. Even the prospect of having your life turn on its head like this is enough to send a chill down the spine. For me, it is a lived experience. I have finally decided to share my angst and agony with my two children who were taken away from me by my cheating husband.
A Mother’s Letter To Her Estranged Children
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(Names changed to protect identities)
My dear Romi and Rahul,
Maybe I write this piece of communication too late in the day, 14 years late to be precise, but you must know the truth about my marriage with your father. A woman’s primary job is to rear a family, my parents always said, and I believed it. I happily agreed to an arranged marriage. It was a pleasant life; I was content. We were well off and lived in Mumbai. Life became rosier when I found out I was pregnant with you, Romi. You were born a year and a half into the marriage. When I saw you for the first time, I could barely stop looking at you.
Tragic loss and a fresh start
We planned our second child, and we knew it was a son. It was not a difficult pregnancy. So it was a real shock when, almost at full term, I had a horrifying miscarriage. We lost your brother. The placenta had dislodged itself from the uterus, and the baby suffered a massive heart attack in the womb. We were both shell-shocked. Your father stood by me through the hard phase, and your nana-nani supported us by helping us move to another city. This move offered us a fresh start.
I joined the school that you were attending, Romi. It was a good package, with appreciative colleagues and prospects of doing well. I enjoyed my great routine, made great friends (who are still in touch and close), and even regained my post-delivery slimness. But then your father announced that we were moving back to Mumbai. No discussion, no opinions sought; he single-handedly decided for the three of us, and I had to follow him.
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The affair
There, he found her. I don’t know how or when it began. I was busy with you and my new teaching job. He wanted to have another baby. I was not so sure, but conditioning kicked in, and I agreed. I ignored the fact that I now wanted different things and that I had a right to want those different things. My body – his decision. That’s a bad equation.
We had you, Rahul, and it was awesome, of course. I loved you both and loved caring for you. I was so immersed in playing mother that I did not notice anything amiss. The one thing that I did miss was my job. With two babies and a home to look after, I did not have the energy or the time.
Signs of betrayal
He started coming home late. Whenever I complained, I was told about the pressure at work. He toured a lot, even on weekends. He was on the phone in the middle of the night, and when I enquired, I was told it was an emergency at work. He would have nights out alone. I felt the distance between us; it was very real.
Betrayal broke me, but healing rebuilt me.”
He had turned rude and had a way of shutting me up. He wouldn’t give me money and even told my parents that I needed to rejoin work and earn to augment his income. I started tutoring at home, but things were not easy with two small children. By now, I had started feeling that it was me who could do more but was not.
The revelation
Then, one evening, I saw the nail marks on his back. When I asked, he told me they were scratches from his laptop bag. Do you remember how we once met that woman at the mall? He even introduced us!
When I had gathered sufficient proof of his infidelity, I confronted him. He called me crazy, sent me to a psychiatrist, and told everyone I was on medication. How cruel he was! He even convinced you both of my mental disorders. Everyone, even my family, believed him. Then there was the divorce.
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After the separation
We had already separated, and I was struggling with four jobs to make ends meet. He and that woman were together, as you know. That’s when they insinuated a fear of poverty in Romi’s mind, telling her she would live from hand to mouth if she lived with me. You were a child, impressionable; you chose to live with him. They seduced you, my children, with good food and clothes. Romi was made to write nasty things about me, which were presented to the court. He came to my workplace and threatened me that if I even thought of taking the children away from him, he would make my life miserable. He had the financial means to do so.
And as we know he used them too! I let you both remain with him. But he did not honor his side of the bargain. During the visitation time awarded by the court, you simply wouldn’t turn up. You also didn’t spend any holidays with me. I kept in touch with your Dadaji so I could keep getting news of you both. I use our shared surname simply to remain connected with you.
Your father remarried within six months of the divorce. I had stopped trying to connect with you to safeguard you because I know, Rahul, that they beat you up when you tried to talk to me on the phone. I am now all right not being in touch with you at all. And yes, people have called me stone-hearted – I bore that and moved on.
I know I haven’t healed. He should have given me the time, space, and dignity to deal with this. More importantly, he shouldn’t have turned you both against me. I’m truly scared for Romi. I was dumb, unaware of my legal rights, or the idea of having financial independence in marriage. If I had, I would have educated you appropriately. Believe me when I say that if you remain unaware of your rights as a woman, you can’t survive.
This story comes anonymously so that you are not embarrassed or disturbed. You are adults now. I hope you can leave this behind to become happy and successful individuals.
(As told to Madhuri Maitra)
Final Thoughts
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Hi Sandip
I apologise for this delayed response.
No, the lady lives alone.
Hi Madhuri
Not an issue. Since this was an old story i can understand that it will fall off from the radar. Many thanks for your reply.
I am a staunch believer of karma. So I can’t digest the fact that karma didn’t pay visit to her husband. Actually this story shakes my belief in karma. If you have any idea about her ex husband’s and her children’s life now can you please share that as well.
My wishes and prayers with this lady.
Hi Madhuri,
If you are seeing this comment please let us know what happened next. This is a very painful story. Have read it in a different website sometime back. There are too many unanswered questions. Did Rahul and Romi had a meeting with their mom to hear her side of story. Why didnt the karma pay a visit to her husband. If by any chance you see this comment please let us know. Else this story will linger in my mind.