(Part 1/3) “I got married when I was 16. I had grown taller than the other girls in the village. It is not the age they look at. The way I looked determined if I was old enough to get married. So I was sent away. My husband had come to ask my hand in marriage. And in villages, it is considered against the norm to dismiss someone’s request. And if that someone came wearing a waistcoat asking for the daughter’s hand in marriage, they hardly say no. My father told me, ‘Daughter, now it is time for you to go. Please respect our words and marry the person.’ I could not hurt my parents and I obliged. It was only after coming to my husband’s house I was properly introduced to him. After 8 months of living with him, we started to have a relationship as a married couple. In the hills, prestige comes before anything else, even a person’s life. Even if you do not want something, you abandon your wishes and do it in order to save your family’s ‘prestige’. So I told myself, whatever happened is a thing of the past and now that I am married to my husband, I have to make him mine. And eventually, it is all going to be okay. For some time, things seem to be going okay.”
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