She was an Indian girl from the town of Amritsar. He was a Computer Engineer in the USA. He came to India in search of a desi bride. His parents, residents of Chandigarh facilitated the process. They met through jeevansathi.com and after a meeting or 2, decided to do the exclusive thing.
He seemed decent to her. Well spoken, courteous, smart, educated. There was nothing more she wanted from her better half. The family in chandigarh was decent and verified by her uncle who worked in the government services.
Fifteen days after the marriage, she flew to the USA with her husband. Things were not what they seemed anymore. He returned late from office, more often or not drunk.
Maybe it was work pressure or peer pressure. There was no love in the marriage. Its difficult dealing with a frustrated husband. He took out his frustration on her. He beat her. Sometimes raped her. She resisted and he beat her more. She should have called 911 but the "indianess" in her kept dealing with shit.
She was educated and started looking for jobs. Its never easy in the beginning and things were taking their time. So she started babysitting. It was good money and she felt independent from the gnaws of the man and the marriage where there was no love.
One day when she returned after an evening of babysitting, he was home before her. He pulled her by her hair and beat her with his belt. Why was food not ready before he reached home.
She sat tending to the wounds on her back, which was difficult as it is. this cant continue she thought. she washed herself with water. Water, she thought. Water was her friend, an ally. It soothed her when she was in pain. and so she started thinking of a plan..
When the drunk husband slept, she froze some ice in the spiked ice tray they had at home. She didnt want to deal with bruisings anymore. He got up and ordered her to give him a foot massage. he spat on her face. She got the spiked frozen ice and stabbed him in his stomach.
He bled to his death. A drunk man who I dont feel sorry for. She had killed him but who could prove it? there was not a weapon to be seen.
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