Took my sis for shopping today and as were in the mall…
I was approached by another women. She introduced herself and mentioned she was from Pakistan and what not. Mrs P mentioned she just came to US two months ago. As our conversation went on over 5 mins. I said yeah its difficult for everyone to get use to of the place and find their way around the city. But you have your husband with you i dont think you have to worry about anything.
[This was the climax of our meeting]
Mrs P went on yeah nia you are right but when your husband has lived alone all his life he develops habbits of western soceity. I was quiet i wasnt too sure about what she was hinting towards. I looked the other way to see where my sisters went and when i turned i see her in tears. Mrs P was crying in middle of so many people and this is her story.
My husband has been living here for past 20 yrs or so. I lived in pakistan and until recently he asked us to come here since he misses his kids now. I live in a apartment that has 3 rooms. One is mine, one for kids and one of him and his girlfriend [this women could not even say the word girlfriend in front of me]. He is 58 and the other women is around his age as well. Before we came here he told me he is use to having the other girl in his life and he cant change that. My khala and every one said to go there and do something in US as you know women have no respect to live on their on in Pakistan they can’t even work. Nia my husband doesnt care about me at all. He has mandir in the house and does everything with that women that he should be doing with me. My kids go with the flow sometimes they are on my side and sometimes they are on his. He cant even walk straight but i married him. I thought it wasnt right to say no to someoen like that. The other woman does not want my husband to spend money on me. She got me a job at a place in airport. I work 9 hrs a day and he keeps all of my paycheck. Its getting cold i asked him to get me some jackets etc and he has refused to buy anything for me. This week i decided to get something for my self from the paycheck. If i ask for something to eat he will make sure that thing is no where any where in the house. I am all alone and there is no one i can even talk to. I was pregnant with our 3rd child and he asked me to abort and i did.
My sis came close to us and i said i am sorry but i must go she took my number and said will call me back. I told her its her against the entire world now. she mentioned about suicide few times and i said thats a gunnah. I told her if he raises hands at her to call 911. She got her greencard per her khala who does give her some akal mentioned to stay with him. If somethign happens atleast she can claim for the money.
What the fudge?
I am ready to pull my hair. This women is drowing her self. I want to beat the heck out of the guy and also split her head in to 2.
Why take so much suffering? i asked her that she said where would i go now? there is no one i cant go back to paksitan LOG KIA KAHEIN GAY. I mean what the fudge they arent here now to help you out. Why worry about those who dont even matter to you.
I am surprise a compelete stranger approached me cried and poured her heart out. Funny thing is this isnt the first time few other women have approached me and shared their life stories. I dont know what the heck on earth is written on my face. I don’t look like a killer either that they can get their hubby’s kill by me.
I think i should open up a counseling center with self defense classes…
sorry about run ons and spells.. i am just too tired to read it again…
