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A CONFESSION

Yes, I killed my husband.

To the world he was an awfully rich man.

To me he was a demon.

He tried to outrage my child’s modesty.

I could not do anything else then.

The kitchen knife was at hand.

Just four inches into his body and he was gone.

To me he was a habitual sexual offender, nothing else.


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Jaspreet said…
That was a strong expression Anwesa! Rarely does one get to see strong expressions expressed through such short posts! Wonderful!
October 24, 2010 at 1:04 AM
Rià said…
Aah wonderfully expressed dear. I really liked, very mature indeed.
October 24, 2010 at 9:46 AM
Yamini Meduri said…
wonderfully expressed..!!!

I wish every woman suffering in the world gets the courage of the lady here and kill the violence forever and ever..!!!
October 24, 2010 at 10:33 AM
redemption ain't dat easy said…
what a wife couldnt do, a mother did it...
October 24, 2010 at 11:57 AM
Neeha said…
Hey very well expressed..
Blogs are a way to bring awareness abt DVA,Chide abusement..Keep it up:)
October 24, 2010 at 12:07 PM
Angels Never Lie said…
it reminded me of dat movie provoked. v intense poem...
October 24, 2010 at 7:27 PM
Preeti said…
beautifully expressed. Period
October 24, 2010 at 7:33 PM
Bikram said…
good he deserves it ... Well done i would say ...

and all who see this happening shud take a stand

good post

Bikram
October 24, 2010 at 9:10 PM
Shriti said…
omg o.o

really awesome :))
October 24, 2010 at 9:45 PM
Priya Joyce said…
heinous for a dad to do that!
October 25, 2010 at 3:51 PM
Thousif Raza said…
nice work... simple yet as always find their mark :)



take care and keep writing.........
October 25, 2010 at 4:53 PM
rantravereflect/ jane said…
well, i guess that was a clean conscience - clearCUT n precise in its thoughts n stab!
October 26, 2010 at 7:32 PM
Anwesa said…
@Jaspreet,
Thanks !
October 26, 2010 at 11:47 PM
Bikram said…
WOWOWOW
thats a strong strong emotion
calm down deep breaths he he hehe :)


Bikram's blog
October 29, 2010 at 9:30 PM
Cinderella said…
LOL @ DD;s comment above. Thats his staple.

But I like this. I woulda loved a more abstract presentation but still this much better than Danielle Steel.

:D
October 30, 2010 at 7:14 PM
Anwesa said…
@Ria,
Thanks ! Glad to hear that.
October 30, 2010 at 10:23 PM
Anwesa said…
@Ms.Meduri,
I believe you are Yamini...So,yes girl. Takes a lot of courage to defy norms.
October 30, 2010 at 10:24 PM
Anwesa said…
@redemption.....,
Precisely.

Loved your reply.
October 30, 2010 at 10:25 PM
Anwesa said…
@Neeha,
Thanks dear ! But what is DVA ? Just curious.
October 30, 2010 at 10:26 PM
Anwesa said…
@Angels never lie,

Yes, situation is similar to "Provoked".

It was a piece of prose.

Thanks for your reply !
October 30, 2010 at 10:27 PM
Anwesa said…
@Harini,
Thanks a lot !

P.S. : What does "Harini" mean ? I believe it means "a female deer". Am I right ?
October 30, 2010 at 10:29 PM
Anwesa said…
@Bikramjit,
Glad to see two comments from you !

Thanks !
October 30, 2010 at 10:32 PM
Anwesa said…
@Chocolate Lover,
Thanks !!
October 30, 2010 at 10:32 PM
Anwesa said…
@Lil' Priya,

Yes.It is. Unpardonable.
October 30, 2010 at 10:34 PM
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
Thanks !
October 30, 2010 at 10:34 PM
Anwesa said…
@jane,
Not a simple decision though...
October 30, 2010 at 10:35 PM
Anwesa said…
@rainboy,
Yeah,dark fiction.
October 30, 2010 at 10:36 PM
Anwesa said…
@Daydreamer,
Shocked ? :P Accha nahin laga ?
October 30, 2010 at 10:36 PM
Anwesa said…
@Cindrella,
Hmmm...I was experimenting with this style. But if its better than a bestselling novelist's work, I take it as a compliment.
October 30, 2010 at 10:40 PM
♥ÐÅyÐяєÅмє®♥ said…
@Cindy
You know me well :D

@Anwesa...

Achha tha..thoda blunt tha...matlab kind of obtuse tha.. u know..achanak se itna violence wo bhi 77 words mein .. got a lil..ye kya tha :D...
November 1, 2010 at 4:59 PM
Anwesa said…
@Daydreamer,
Zor ka jhatka zor se lag jaata hai aajkal :P
November 1, 2010 at 10:15 PM
Lady Whispers said…
That was indeed short and yet so succinct...only u cd have crafted it so nicely ....great work :)
November 1, 2010 at 11:39 PM
Anwesa said…
@Scribbling Girl,
Its an honour to hear something like that. Thanks a lot !
November 2, 2010 at 6:33 PM
Anthony Souls said…
Very intense and darkly interesting :)
November 4, 2010 at 9:28 AM
Anwesa said…
@Anthony Souls,
Thanks !
November 4, 2010 at 8:21 PM
pRasad said…
Just wondering, why did you take this topic ..

BTW, agree with you that anyone involved in sexual atrocities with kids deserve death for sure..:)
November 7, 2010 at 5:15 PM
Anwesa said…
@pRasad,
The plight of such unfortunate fellow human beings disturb me. Hence the post.
November 7, 2010 at 11:47 PM
Tanvi said…
Intense! and touching!
November 8, 2010 at 11:53 AM
Anonymous said…
Very strong.

Strongly provoked.
December 3, 2010 at 8:04 PM
Anwesa said…
@musememoir,
Thanks :)
December 8, 2010 at 12:39 AM
Nitin Kumar said…
hmm...anwesa....no words to praise your level of thinking and style of writing....
December 8, 2010 at 9:24 PM
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