I am half a widow, marching from the village, even the men of the house forced her as soon as I found her alone; What is the value of a woman without a husband? Rajasthan’s half-widow story; Annoying Women For Father In Law Blackboard

of Rajsamand, RajasthanAn hour agoAuthor Mridulika Jha

Chutki had a stomach when he moved to Mumbai. One day the phone calls stopped. Then the news stopped coming. Everyone says, make Teej-Vrat, make a vow: the husband will return. The rain also reached the dry village, but they did not come. I am the one who is left half widowed.

Sumanlata, who lives in a full-fledged family, is tired of talking in her face and freckles that account for the nights she is awake. During the interview, don’t turn your face when tears come out of you, but keep your eyes together, as if asking, your report will reach you too! He also asks as he walks out the door.

Nearly 25 years of waiting are tied to Suman’s Chunari. There is also a large population in southern Rajasthan who has not seen her husband for 15-20 years or more. When the relative was going to win and eat, he had black hair, his back straight. Now her hair turned silver and the bow bowed. All wedding hobbies are dead, but the star of hope still shines.

NGOs working internationally call them ‘Half Widow’, i.e. women who live as widows even after marriage. We first arrived in the Pachmata village of Railmagra to report on the condition of similar women.

Afternoon The neighbor stopped and said that Bindani was “prepared” first. We were sitting in the hallway when Bindani ‘Sumanlata’ came. White chunari on dark green ghagra, garland of red pearls with mangalsutra around the neck. It was later learned that this is an extra mangalsutra – for the husband to stay safe – even if he returns, he does not return. Suman is completely silent amid requests for tea. I take her to another room and then she starts talking.

The name of the woman seen in the picture is Sumanlata. He comes from Rajsamand, Rajasthan. Sumanlata’s husband had gone to Mumbai to work in 2016, but did not return to date.

The youngest daughter had 2 months in her stomach when they left. At first I called a lot. Then one day he said the cell phone had been damaged. I’ll call a new one. In 2016 it was happening. It was the last time I heard his voice. The year passed. The new year has arrived. Five calendars changed, but did not return.

The daughter is now five years old. The people in the house show him the photo and tell him that he is your father. She asks for the pope. She asks when they will come! Relatives escape, but I have a daughter, how can I escape!

Sometimes I explain it with love, sometimes I raise my hand angrily. Sometimes I also start to cry, but in secret. It’s not good to cry here in front of everyone. Saying this in a dry voice, Suman immediately fills himself with tears, but with his eyes in his eyes.

Seeing them cry and talk in whispers, I understand that many questions will go unanswered. Suman remembers the time after marriage while playing with the goat in Chunari. He explains that the first Karva Chauth was celebrated with much laughter. The husband stayed with her all day. He also made gifts.

Even now Karva Chauth – in my question she says – yes, because everyone says she will come back like this. I don’t like it, but I do everything. I forgot to laugh in five years, but Karva Chauth and Teej don’t let anyone forget.

Are you looking for a husband?

Yes, the father-in-law had gone to Bombay. Stay 20 days. He also gave a photo to the police station, then returned. Now everyone is silent. In the afternoon, whenever they knock on the door late at night, I immediately start looking. Looks like maybe they’re back.

Suman’s husband also grabbed all his papers as he left.  Now, with the help of the number Aadhaar, he is searching and searching, but in all these years nothing has been found.

Suman’s husband also grabbed all his papers as he left. Now, with the help of the number Aadhaar, he is searching and searching, but in all these years nothing has been found.

If you come back, will you be able to live happily ever after with them?

So what will I do? How can I get them out? Together they have three children. From the photo or name, they have a father. He needs it.

Asking for the photo, Suman opens a suitcase and begins to turn the paper over. Then, pointing to the image on the wall, he says, here it is, the wedding photo. The boy wears a red tiara. The image is blurry, but not even a light layer of dust. They probably add up the cleaning every morning and every evening.

As he leaves, he finds Suman’s mother-in-law. When I ask this woman with a sharp attitude about her son, she tells me in a flat voice: she must be engaged in business. What will the phone look like

Next we meet Shyama from Railmagra. The quasi-urban Shyama laughs as he speaks and seems to hum. But the mention of the lost brides changes them all at once.

This woman named Shyama speaks as an expert on the subject of individual migration.  One of the reasons for this is that for a long time he also suffered from the pain of loneliness.

This woman named Shyama speaks as an expert on the subject of individual migration. One of the reasons for this is that for a long time he also suffered from the pain of loneliness.

She remembers that the daughter was small then. If I had left, I would have saved between 10 and 15 packets of cookies. After a month, when the merchandise ran out, I didn’t even have 5 rupees to buy cookies or toffee. To collect the rent to go to Pehar, he sometimes raised the land in NREGA, sometimes he worked in the fields of others.

She was with her mother-in-law to say it, but no one pampered her and put her hand on her head. At every war festival there would be many things to buy and sell, but no one asked if you wanted anything too. The clothes got old and broke, I used to put on the same. My heart cried, but I kept renting cow-upla, utensils.

It’s the year 2002. Back then we didn’t have a cell phone. Sometimes his call would reach the neighborhood number. I ran away, but I couldn’t say anything. The weeping hiccup would join. All I could ask was when would you be back.

Few people know the pain of Rajsamand women, which is only 6 hours away from the hustle and bustle of foreigners.  In such a situation, it is not surprising that they also lack government schemes.

Few people know the pain of Rajsamand women, which is only 6 hours away from the hustle and bustle of foreigners. In such a situation, it is not surprising that they also lack government schemes.

Has anyone ever bothered to meet a single woman?

On the question, the dark-eyed Shyama speaks quickly – Yes! Why only to me, this happens to all women. Everyone’s eyes change as soon as they’re alone. Get out of the village, the men in your house are also starting to harass you. Sometimes they attract, and if the work is not done, they do it by force. The wife continues to suffer in silence so that the husband does not leave her anywhere when he knows it.

In Suman’s lines, Shyama also says that the women who remain in the village cannot cry. He cries slowly, but is unable to cry so that it does not become a bad omen.

This thread of pain reaches the Madari village of Rajsamand. When we got there, it was already evening. Narayani was busy between cow and goru. After teaching us, he kept talking about cattle for a long time. Then he started explaining as if a movie was in his face.

A similar story is that of Narayani wrapped in red chunari.  It has been 22 years since she met her husband.  He was 10 years old when he got married.  Now the wrinkles are visible on Narayani’s face.

A similar story is that of Narayani wrapped in red chunari. It has been 22 years since she met her husband. He was 10 years old when he got married. Now the wrinkles are visible on Narayani’s face.

I was 8-10 years old when we got married. He was shorter than I in height. If everyone makes fun of Bindani being great, then he would get angry. Once in a match, he hit me hard. When she started crying, everyone pampered her a lot. She too!

How many years have you known your husband? There is a rumbling voice on the question: 22 years have passed. At that moment everything changed. The two boys grew young. He died in an accident. There is another who went out to win and eat. I’m afraid that, like his father, he won’t disappear either.

Many people have farms in the village. Do you have nothing?

But the family (husband) of who is not, who will allow this woman to live. He was beaten when he went to his own farm. The son was also hit hard. Now the farm can also be found only when they can return.

‘In all these years there has never been any news?’ Whether he is alive or not, the question keeps coming down my throat. Like Narayani, the mind is read. She says she is alive. This is what people call Baba. They will come

Nearby is Narayani’s mother-in-law, whose wrinkles are her age. She says: the body has become like a burnt wood waiting. I am afraid of not dying without seeing my son’s face.

According to Kailash Brijwasi, executive director of an NGO, all the other Railmagra families have gone out to work.  Here is a large population of women, who have not seen their husbands for years.

According to Kailash Brijwasi, executive director of an NGO, all the other Railmagra families have gone out to work. Here is a large population of women, who have not seen their husbands for years.

Continuing with the series of interviews, we wanted to understand from Kailash Brijwasi, executive director of an NGO, what is the reason for this. According to Kailash Railmagra, the migration rate is 49%, meaning anyone from any other home has gone out to work.

This is usually a single migration. The men in the house leave, the women are left behind. At first the husband comes, then the return becomes less and ends abruptly. Women take care of children. The old man looks at his mother-in-law. She works as a worker and continues to think that everything will be fine if her husband returns. With that in mind, many women died and young Bindis grew old.

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