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Priyanka Siraswal

I am a content writer and a published author

Delhi, India

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I was born and brought up in Delhi, India. I started my schooling from a private school and studied there 5 years but they are not well behaved, they used to torture schedule casts children so after that I completed my primary education from government school Delhi. Then I completed my graduation in bachelor of arts from University of Delhi,India. I started to learn classical music and guitar with harmonium and when i was in 9th standard i wrote my first poem in Hindi. The same day i was curious to know about my ability to write poetries and then i started to write in a old diary but then my mom saw me and handover me a new diary and she calmly said now you can write in this nobody will destroy your work.

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I DIDN'T OPEN MY MOUTH

Jul 25, 2024 3 months ago

When I came home and drank water, I felt as if everyone would come running to me and ask how I was? Why did I get so late in coming home today?But looking at my reflection in the glass, I could see the vermilion in my hairline. Riya, now you are married, she says to herself. Leaving behind the luxurious life of the city, she agreed to live in a small village for her father. She was very educated and wanted to study further. But her mother was suffering from blood cancer. In haste, her father married off his two daughters to whatever less-educated boys he could find. After some time, her mother died and her first child died in her womb due to a fall in the bathroom. When she had a second son, her husband started staying at home less often. and he started living where he worked. One day when Riya wanted to know where he lives?So he hit Riya very brutally. After a few days, Riya comes to know about her husband's illicit relationship. She calls at her home and tells them everything; her family members go there and beat up her husband badly. After their departure, Riya's husband beats her so much that she becomes unconscious. When Riya's family got the news, they said take the child and let's go. Riya's father filed a court case and kept his daughter with him. She went to court on several dates where her husband threatened to shoot her in front of everyone and also to take away their child. Her younger sister took help from an NGO for women. She lived at her father's house for three years and studied there but,These things started bothering the people around and they started giving unsolicited advice. They started taunting her, some started saying, how long will you stay here, your real home is there now, no matter how your husband is, you will remain better than him. Then the behaviour of other brothers and sisters in the house also changed. He wrote in the court that if anything happens to me then my in-laws will be responsible for it,And this man will not do this again. Her husband agreed to everything and she came home.A few days later, when she went to the kitchen to work, the moment she switched on the gas cylinder exploded and Riya got burnt. Her sister saved her but she was slightly burnt. When the police interrogated Riya and asked who had done this, she did not say anything and remained silent. Her husband did not even get her treated, then her father said that I will get your daughter treated, come home with me. Tears come in Riya's eyes, she wants to hug her father but cannot do so because of the burning sensation.

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