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A decade of marriage had fallen apart, she always knew something was not right and it was coming. She hadn’t taken her wedding ring off so that people won’t ask. She just felt it becoming tighter over her fingers as she tried to rotate it. May be her blood pressure was up. She was about to meet the lawyer to discuss her alimony. She was feeling cheated mostly hating herself for being so subservient. She was told that the strength of a woman lay in staying and not walking away. Yet he had thrown her out and shut door on her face. It was really late at night and she was scared. She was a pretty woman and so he said always. She felt ugly and betrayed for loving far too much. She wrote a list of his entitlements that she had gifted him over the years. She wanted nothing of it back for it came from the depth of her soul the way she was born to the “NOW “moment when she was almost buried. She wrote the address of her house on the postal envelope with this list before dropping it in the postbox near the railway station She beckoned to an auto to head to the women’s hostel as she cancelled her plans to meet her lawyer.
Her letter bore no legal stamp. It just read….
Sweetheart,
Thanks for letting me know through your legal counsel what I am entitled to! Here is mine for you to take notice after all these years.
You are not entitled to my love I have chosen to love you.
You are not entitled to my children I have born them for you.You are not entitled to my world I have chosen to share mine with you.
You are not entitled to my sips of morning tea I choose to offer you.
You are not entitled to abandoning me I choose to wait for you.
You are not entitled to your riches I choose to save for you.
You are not entitled to your burdens I choose to support you.
You are not entitled to the taste in the dishes I choose to add flavors for you.
You are not entitled to my beauty I choose to dress for you.
You are not entitled to my body I choose to undress for you.
You are not entitled the liberty at work you enjoy I choose to step back for you.
You are not entitled to my wisdom I choose to leave my folly for you.
You are not entitled to my knowledge I choose to stay ignorant for you.
You are not entitled to the titles of our progeny I choose to drop mine for you.
You are not entitled to arrogance I choose to surrender to you.
You are not entitled to my pain I choose to hide it from you.
You are not entitled to misbehave I choose to forgive you.
You are not entitled to lech at me I choose to let you.
You are not entitled to your lighter moments I choose my burdens not to weigh heavily upon you.
You are not entitled to my service I choose to devote to you.
You are not entitled to the love I have for your loved ones I choose to include them for you.
You are not entitled to your sarcasm I choose to ignore you.
You are not entitled to respect I choose to worship you.
You are not entitled to the pleasures of my body I choose to satisfy you.
You are not entitled to the colors on my lips I wear them for you.
You are not entitled to the music you hear I choose to sing for you.
You are not entitled to your space I choose to free you.
Only yours
Sweetheart
Dedicated to every woman who has risen up from this pain…..
