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“Let it go, Shilpi. Sometimes we women should learn to ignore.”
I feel myself tearing up, unable to speak.
“He’s not all that bad, right? It’s just bad timing.”
I look up at her, disbelieving, begging for her to understand.
Unfazed, she continues.
“It’s difficult for them, being cooped up at home all the
time. Lockdown has made it tougher for them.”
“What about me?” I want to scream, but no words come out.
“It will be fine, you’ll see. Just stay out of his way, you’ll
The smoldering red welts on my back know there’s no escape.
Note: The lockdown that brought several families closer together giving them the much overdue time together, also reared its ugly side at the other end. An epidemic in its own, complaints of domestic violence throughout India and the world soared during the pandemic. More here. This 100-word micro-fiction is written for the Covid Crazies 2021 Edition of the Blogging from A-Z Challenge. The entire list of 2021 posts can be accessed here.