Love!! Facebook!! Love!!

It is a story of 2020.

  8th March 2012, I logged in to fb. As usual there were 10 new notifications, no messages, but unexpectedly also there was a friend request from someone named *ALYSSA TAYLOR*.

                          Confused with the reason of a girls request on my fb account without any mutual friends, and 'cause of natural boys behavior, I accepted the request.

                          Yes, I must tell you who she was. She was a then -11th std. student from *Goias*,which is a state of *Brazil* (which hardly any Indian would know) , and a catholic christian.

                  The  'Facebook effect' started our regular conversations for hours together,and this lasted for next 6 years. Finally, we fell in love.We finally ended up deciding to get married. learning about this,friends and family denied and tried explaining the cons. But two true lovers finally got married on *18th August 2018*.                                               

                She came to India, and lived with me. Our life went on smoothly till I was working. But unfortunately, I lost my job . I went back home, and here the problem arose. The problem originated due to the out vast cultural differences.She didn't know how respect and behave in our culture.Neither did I,in her case.People of our village started hating her and me. this  caused regular fights and, finally led to divorce.

                                            *Yes, WE WERE A DIVORCED COUPLE NOW.*

                  

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She went her way back home. I remained silent.. Now I was all alone and decided to marry again. This time to

girl of my *own caste*.
my *own caste* on fb. Having learnt,in the hard way,not to marry outside my caste, there was no option other than searching my own caste. 

                     Finally I was in love again. She was 25,a Chartered Accountant, and from my caste. Being my love she agreed marrying me, understanding my problems. Finally I was married again.
                     She came, situations reversed. People now started liking her. People started liking me too. My job returned to me.
               Still you must be wondering what job did I do? Yes, I was a Software Engineer. Both of us were posted in Hyderabad.
                   Life went smoothly again. I felt very happy being married to her. But, even this peace didn't last long. She worked from 8 AM to 3 PM. Even I was a working person from 2 PM to 11 PM. We had no time for each other. Also we never tried gaining time for each other, as both of us felt the importance of job over the importance of each other...
  Causing the same situation..... 

  Daily fights... 

  and finally leading to...
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*DIVORCE*
*DIVORCE*

                     I Tried a lot, no one was willing to marry off their daughter or sister to a divorced young man of 26. this was the age where i was supposed to enjoy life, and i ended up losing everything, especially my happiness
                      I didn't want to be lonely again. I searched unmarried girls in all the groups related to

                     Finally I was in love again. She was 25,a Chartered Accountant, and from my caste. Being my love she agreed marrying me, understanding my problems. Finally I was married again.
                     She came, situations reversed. People now started liking her. People started liking me too. My job returned to me.
               Still you must be wondering what job did I do? Yes, I was a Software Engineer. Both of us were posted in Hyderabad.
                   Life went smoothly again. I felt very happy being married to her. But, even this peace didn't last long. She worked from 8 AM to 3 PM. Even I was a working person from 2 PM to 11 PM. We had no time for each other. Also we never tried gaining time for each other, as both of us felt the importance of job over the importance of each other...
  Causing the same situation..... 

  Daily fights... 

  and finally leading to...
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A LETTER TO DAMINI-The Delhi Rape Victim

A Letter from the common man to Damini - The Delhi Rape Victim.

                                                                                             (A copied excerpt..)

This letter will probably never reach you, Damini. And if by chance it does, I hope when you're feeling a little better, you read it.
Outside your room in the hospital, outside the corridors smelling of medicine, outside the operating theaters, the world is crumbling. Thousands of people are protesting, signing petitions, updating facebook statuses, writing to the PM - all to bring justice to the accused. Some people want them hung. Some want them castrated. Some want them to be handed over to the public.

Obviously, none of this will actually happen.

I read in an article somewhere that death penalties can only be given to the rarest of rare cases. And (it continued to say) that unless the victim dies, it cannot be eligible for a rarest of rare case.

Kasab qualifies because he killed many in cold blood. Your rapists apparently don't.

We live in India Damini. A country of complications and contradictions. A country with age old laws and age old people fiercely guarding them.

I got an invititation on facebook today. It read "Save women". The event was at India gate, I believe. I remember shaking my head when I saw the invitation. Save women? All in the course of one day?

Things are not looking good Damini. Not for you, not for Delhi, not for India and not for humanity. People are people, but only bodily so. Inside, they're animals. A man guns down little children in a school. Someone murders his own mother. Four drunk men rape and almost kill a defenseless woman. No, things aren't looking good at all.

Perhaps the damn Mayans were right. Perhaps the world is going to end.

Because as far as I'm concerned, this is the end, right here. When humanity fails, there's nothing to look forward to. All the education we've received, all the upbringing we've had, all the degrees we've religiously collected, all the Gods and Goddesses we believe in - amounts to precious little if at the end of the day, we're but as wild as a beast.

And even animals are better than us.

Outside the hospital, there's a blame war raging. The BJP's blaming the Congress. The Congress is blaming it's Police force. The police force is blaming the society. The society is blaming the party in power. And so, like passing the parcel, everyone's shifting their baggage of responsibility to the next person.

Meanwhile, the people who really care, the people who are affected, are organizing protests and candlelight marches. The people who care, are praying for your speedy recovery.

Because Damini, the truth is this.Nothing else can be done.

Shinde says measures are being put in place. No more tinted windows. More patrolling. Speedier case hearings. But you know and I know, and I know that you know that these are mere words.

In a few days, there will be more sensational news. (Paris Hilton coming to India perhaps, who knows?) And you will be forgotten. Your case will suffer the same fate hundreds of cases of despicable crime has suffered -they'll fall into a void of nothingness.

Damini, I wanted to apologize to you.

Because I don't think you've heard it yet. And you need to.

I apologize on behalf of all the men who stare, the men who strip women nude with their eyes inside lifts on a regular basis. I apologize for the men who justify such acts by pointing fingers at the clothes that women wear. I apologize for the police officer whose hungry eyes make you think twice about writing a complaint.

But most of all, I apologize for the scarring trauma and pain my side of the sex has caused you.

From all the Men, We wish you a speedy recovery.. :'( :'(
Obviously, none of this will actually happen.
I read in an article somewhere that death penalties can only be given to the rarest of rare cases. And (it continued to say) that unless the victim dies, it cannot be eligible for a rarest of rare case.
Kasab qualifies because he killed many in cold blood. Your rapists apparently don't.
We live in India Damini. A country of complications and contradictions. A country with age old laws and age old people fiercely guarding them.
I got an invititation on facebook today. It read "Save women". The event was at India gate, I believe. I remember shaking my head when I saw the invitation. Save women? All in the course of one day?
Things are not looking good Damini. Not for you, not for Delhi, not for India and not for humanity. People are people, but only bodily so. Inside, they're animals. A man guns down little children in a school. Someone murders his own mother. Four drunk men rape and almost kill a defenseless woman. No, things aren't looking good at all.
Perhaps the damn Mayans were right. Perhaps the world is going to end.
Because as far as I'm concerned, this is the end, right here. When humanity fails, there's nothing to look forward to. All the education we've received, all the upbringing we've had, all the degrees we've religiously collected, all the Gods and Goddesses we believe in - amounts to precious little if at the end of the day, we're but as wild as a beast.
And even animals are better than us.
Outside the hospital, there's a blame war raging. The BJP's blaming the Congress. The Congress is blaming it's Police force. The police force is blaming the society. The society is blaming the party in power. And so, like passing the parcel, everyone's shifting their baggage of responsibility to the next person.
Meanwhile, the people who really care, the people who are affected, are organizing protests and candlelight marches. The people who care, are praying for your speedy recovery.
Because Damini, the truth is this.Nothing else can be done.
Shinde says measures are being put in place. No more tinted windows. More patrolling. Speedier case hearings. But you know and I know, and I know that you know that these are mere words.
In a few days, there will be more sensational news. (Paris Hilton coming to India perhaps, who knows?) And you will be forgotten. Your case will suffer the same fate hundreds of cases of despicable crime has suffered -they'll fall into a void of nothingness.
Damini, I wanted to apologize to you.
Because I don't think you've heard it yet. And you need to.
I apologize on behalf of all the men who stare, the men who strip women nude with their eyes inside lifts on a regular basis. I apologize for the men who justify such acts by pointing fingers at the clothes that women wear. I apologize for the police officer whose hungry eyes make you think twice about writing a complaint.
But most of all, I apologize for the scarring trauma and pain my side of the sex has caused you.
From all the Men, We wish you a speedy recovery.. :'( :'(