Divorce and the Indian Woman

This started off as a comment on IHM’s blog … but then it become too long to stay a comment.

IHM asked if divorce should be granted if one party wants it irrespective of whose fault it is.

The question actually made me see red. My question is :- Who the hell decides who is at fault? Who the hell has the right to judge the workings of a marriage – i.e. apart from the couple in question. And then … this is India. Personal boundaries are crossed with impunity, inappropriate questions are asked. Heck, we even presume to force young people to get married, just because we don’t like the world populated by single people. It makes us insecure. If young people are able to withstand our bogeyman ‘LOG” there is no telling what they will do next.

In reply to the question :-

1. Marriage ceremonies are just that – ceremonies and the marriage certificate is just a legal roll of toilet paper. It does not tell of the true state of the marriage. A truly happy marriage does not need such social sanctions. I know this may come across as revolutionary but it is the truth.

2. Women are forced to stay married – by their parents. It is mainly because the dowry and the functions were so freakingly expensive. So parents would like the girl to shut up and stay married otherwise all that money has gone down the drain.

3. The social stigma about a separated/divorced daughter. Yeah, again that mysterious LOG who will say things. Dammit, I think the parents should grow up and face the fucking social stigma. They are not the girl staying in an abusive environment. They do not have to live with a hostile family. They do not get beaten/raped/abused/neglected if the marriage sours up. So why do they interfere?

4. The law babying Indian women. Oh really? The law is just some words written in the law book. It is not ground reality. The laws may be there – but they can be twisted, manipulated etc by the people who are in charge. Indian law does (on paper) have many clauses to help the woman. But the implementors belong to this patriarchal society and twist them with impunity.

5. The Indian husband … well no such thing exists. There is the ideal Indian son, ideal Indian brother and the ideal Indian father. I have yet to read any ancient fable or scripture extolling the virtues of an Indian husband. Of course you have many myths and legends about the dutiful Indian wife – Savitri is one that comes to mind right now. So given this background, I do not think we should be surprised that men are actually clueless about their duties as husbands. In every man there is a deep seated guilt about appearing to be a Joru Ka Gulam if he shows more consideration to his wife as opposed to his parents/siblings. If you can recall any story about a husband who sacrificed for his wife or favored her in a family argument, do enlighten me.

6. This is India, where daughters are the lesser human beings. In their parental home, they are the mother’s helpers, baby sitters for their younger siblings and of course … they embody the honor of the men in the family, so they have to be suppressed. In their marital home, they are the home makers, baby producers and again they embody the honor of the men in the family and hence have to be suppressed. So given this ground reality – where are they being babied? And the laws – well no one can make the law work for you, unless you yourself take control and make it work.

These are the grounds for filing for a divorce

# Involvement of the spouse of the petitioner in adultery or indulging in sexual relationships outside his/her marriage…. the onus of proving adultery is on the petitioner.

#Willfully deserting or abandoning the petitioner for a continuous period of two years prior to the filing for divorce in India…. again the complainant has to bring proof.

#Inflicting physical and mental abuses that may cause danger to life and health… here it gets hilarious. You have to prove that you have been denied food, been abused or mentally harassed. It is humiliating to stand in front of strangers and depose. And a standard legal petition for divorce has – as one of its clause – disrespecting the husband’s parents and denying them food.

#Sexually impotent or inability to involve in sexual intercourse. Oh yes I forgot – perverse sexual acts. Can you imagine a woman standing in court and describing such an act?

#Suffering from incurable diseases and insanity … the disease has to be infectious, serious and preferably sexually communicable. My lawyer wanted to put in AIDS Sheesh!!

# Conversion to another religion.

Nowhere is it given that marriage is a partnership and when the partnership is irretrievably broken down – the marriage is null and void. The question of babying women has never been there … and frankly speaking it does not baby the men either. They have conveniently been left out of it.

Yes, by all means bring in the “No Fault Divorce” law. It would be true to the spirit of marriage.

A vacation

I love the NCR – it is where life is, but not as much as I love the hills.  I grew up in Shillong and then Imphal, Manipur.  The hills is where I hope to live in once I retire.  My sons beg to differ … but one is entitled to ones dreams, and I dream of spending my retired life in the hills.

We had a three day holiday – something that rarely happens in corporate life, and the cousins were planning a vacation.  I tagged along.  We went to Paonta Sahib.

I definitely recommend all those living in NCR to go for a visit.  It was bliss.  We drove down, a trip that on paper takes about 4.5 hours, but for us, practically it took 8 hours or more.  One brother in law is a tea addict and wants to sample chai at any and every dhaba that he drives past!  Naturally with tea samosas and pakodas also have to be sampled etc etc

I think I spent time with my cousins after a long long time.  Ahh, the memories and the nostalgia it evoked for those childhood days …

Paonta was beautiful.  The energetic ones among our group also went on a wild life safari in the jungles.  I was content to click the wild life that went past my balcony

The Yamuna was just beyond the monkeys, and the flow of the current was so strong that there were warnings posted at various places, grim ones, that told of unwary people drowning in those strong currents.  Not that my intrepid son and his cousin bothered …

And what is a vacation without funny hats made of leaves

And getting completely drenched and still having a smile on your face

I want another vacation …. any more festivals falling on end-of-week days?

 

Dear Santa Clause, I’ve been good!

Dear Santa Clause,

Yeah I have to put your full name so that we don’t get you mixed up with Santa of the Santa Banta jokes. I’ve been good this year, if I were any more good, I’d give myself diabetes. Shucks I already have it :-?

Well that just shows how good I’ve been!

The tree is up, the mornings are foggy. It is Christmas already. Time to prepare the list:

  1. A smaller butt, or jeans that make said butt look smaller
  2. A Samsung Galaxy Phone
  3. Kid#2 returns me my Ipod …. Sigh!  The boy borrows my stuff but never returns it.
  4. A sugar daddy who’ll pay for a holiday to Mauritius.  Santa why don’t you foot the bill?
  5. My first novel to be a hit!  Yes peeps!  Rupa Publications has accepted my first full length novel.  I just signed the MOU today.  :D .  Thank you God, thank you Mr. Santa Clause, thank you all the reindeers, (list below), thank you universe and thank you every body!
  6. My family and friends to have a great and eventful year.  May all your dreams come true.
  7. Back to materialistic things, I want an Ipad or a Samsung tablet too.  C’mon Santa, I am an author now!  I need one.
  8. A couple of cats.  We already have dogs and fishes.  Cats would be fun to add to the madness.
  9. Santa Clause jee, how about a new car?  A Ford SUV would do nicely thank you.

10. I am asking you with greatest humility and respect ….. twice my pay packet at half the working hours … please?   Pretty please????

MERRY CHRISTMAS

Add some names of Santa’s reindeers please, am listing the ones I know of

  • Dasher
  • Dancer
  • Prancer
  • Vixen
  • Comet
  • Cupid
  • Donner
  • Blitzen
  • Rudolf
  • Motherly Rant

    My kids are adults, or so would they like to believe. I seriously wonder. Consider this, at the first sign of cranky or irrational behavior on my part, the boys react the way adolescents react globally, with the eye-roll. This is then followed by : You don’t even have a uterus, how can you be pms-ing. Then the martyred expression, the deep sigh and they scatter, I mean, one minute they are here, the next they have vanished pouf! Back to their playstations, manga and their vampires and what not.

    I tend to see red when I get the bills,

    Or wake up in the morning to find a huge stash of empty beer bottles on the dining table and two young men on their way to bed when I am ready for breakfast!

    Or walk into the house after a full day’s work to find them lazily wandering, towel in hand, for a bath, loo-wards.

    What’s with you guys and your body clocks? Why can’t you sleep, eat and be awake when the rest of the world does? And, if you want to keep these hours just move to a different time zone people!!!

    I know for sure I would have a better audience for my rants if I had huge canines and liked to drink blood for a living. Or if I traveled warp speed, came to earth and killed earthlings for a career. Hah! That would freak them eh?

    DIL I feel for you! Really do. If Kid#1 were my husband, he would have been dead meat! Less said about Kid#2, the better.

    Their way of retaliating is by saying, Ma is crazy …. All women at menopausal and post menopausal ages are insane, only in Ma the insanity is aggravated and more pronounced. The latest is that Ma is bi-polar or maybe senile. I am seriously considering cutting of food rations and car privileges….. may be even their respiratory organs.

    Sigh, those were good old days. You stood your full height, invoked few guaranteed to trigger guilt phrases : I am your mother, I carried you for nine months, paid your bills, you OWE me biggg time! Nothing works now. I think I should start writing my will, or carry print outs of what the law says about disinheriting your children and leave them at strategic places. That may work!

    And don’t for Godssake say “She’s menopausing.” I don’t have the apparatus for that, remember my hysterectomy?

    And don’t make the mistake of thinking of me as a wee matronly harmless woman. :mrgreen:

    I am all powerful, I have a blog :lol: :twisted:

    And if you think I am insane, just check out the quotation right below :

    “Insanity is hereditary. You get it from your children.” Sam Levenson

    HALLA BOL