Talaaq 3 Times She Said

Very well written

Re: Zehra

One side effect of articles on marital abuse, especially if they are really well written like this one, is single people begin to shudder at the thought of marriage.

I`ll admit that such a fear struck me too right after reading this, but it`s also important to remember that all men aren`t montsters and there are many, many people happily married.

You see the problem is, stories about happy, abuse-free marriages are really boring to read, so nobody ever hears of those unless of course one is a child of a happy marriage.

It`s important to raise awareness of issues such as marital,child abuse etc. But as a balance I think it`s good to remember the happy stories in our lives too so that we don`t all become totally paranoid about every person in this world.

Regards,

Fozia Zaidi

icing on the cake..definitely never going to tie the knot..never never never.

scary stuff.

rizvi

AA asks: ``Marriage is a strange habit - an obsessive compulsive union of two for the sake of children, for the security of money, for the fear of stigma, for the nostalgia of a sexual drive, which rises from coma occasionally by force of habit - for lack of options - for economic stability - social security - moral duty - religious obligation - familial unity - what is it really for?``

Additional reasons for getting married include love, companionship, and the pursuit of happiness.

well!

its really really really good article to read......

nice try aaa

keep it up!!!

Sometimes divorce is necessary for one who wishes to retain her sanity. The root cause of the divorce AA describes stems from none other than the virtues of patriarchical society and marriage, that doth but makes licensed whores of womyn. It steals from them their smallest desires in the worst instances, and reconciles them to a life of forced compromises that follow one upon the heels of another, in the best. Every dream, hope, shred of humanity is to be stripped of woman to make her an obedient wife, nary but a slave to her husband. This they say, is the will of Almighty G-D for his faithful bondswomen. I say, damn you! If there be a society that would CREATE such a race of devils out of men, may it be consumated in HELL, as all such evil unions richly deserve. May your wives make cuckolds with horns out of you. May your children bark like dogs, may her unhappiness shatter a thousand looking glasses before such evil curse the land. Hark! Do i hear the gaity of another arranged marriage? Do I hear the tears of another womyn forced into bondage in Egypt? Deprived of her true love, wed with broken heart and numbed mind?

Give me SONS wench ... or I`ll take another ... the perpetual threat from the feudal male. A curse on such evil, open harlotry be far better, for of a harlot you do not expect her heart, only the flesh that is paid for in base coin. But of such unhappy wretchs men expect LOVE. LOVE? What LOVE where maggots breed?

Throw down the oppressor. Spit in his face, thy father who sells you into such slavery, thy mothers who bore you for it, and did not the decent act of dashing out thy brains at birth, and thy brothers for standing idly by, with nary a word in thine defence. And the pimp himself who would make a whore of thee, for him what wish shall i grant thee oh hapless wretch? What evil, what calamity can i wish upon him that would undo the wrong he hath wrought upon thee? Will it give you peace, freedom or life, liberty and limb back?

In what scales shall i weight the mountains of your tears?

Where is the accounting for those? The judgement on the contract postponed till the day of reckoning? Tis too late for my liking. I would have have set free long ago. But perhaps like the sweet mynah bird loosened from its cage thou would`st have perished from cold and hunger. I hear your cries, O`piteous creature, and they will drive me mad.

Sometimes divorce is necessary for one who wishes to retain her sanity. The root cause of the divorce AA describes stems from none other than the vitues of patriarchical society and marraiage, that doth but makes licensed whores of womyn. It steals from them their smallest desires in the worst instances, and reconciles them to a life of forced compromises that follow one upon the heels of another, in the best. Every dream, hope, shred of humanity is to be stripped of woman to make her an obedient wife, nary but a slave to her husband. This they say, is the will of Almighty G-D for his faithful bondswomen. I say, damn you! If there be a society that would CREATE such a race of devils out of men, may it be consumated in HELL, as all such evil unions richly deserve. May your wives make cuckolds with horns out of you. May your children bark like dogs, may her unhappiness shatter a thousand looking glasses before such evil curse the land. Hark! Do i hear the gaity of another arranged marriage? Do I hear the tears of another womyn forced into bondage in Egypt? Deprived of her true love, wed with broken heart and numbed mind?

Give me SONS wench ... or I`ll take another ... the perpetual threat from the feudal male. A curse on such evil, open harlotry be far better, for of a harlot you do expect her heart, only the flesh that is paid for in base coin. But of such unhappy wretch men expect LOVE. LOVE? What LOVE where maggots breed?

Throw down the oppressor. Spit in his face, thy father who sells you into such slavery, thy mothers who bore you for it, and did not the decent act of dashing in thy head at birth, and thy brothers for standing idly by, with nary a word in your defence. And the pimp helfself who would make a whore of thee, for him what wish shall i grant thee oh hapless wretch? What evil, what calamity can i wish upon him that would undo the wrong he hath wrough upon thee? Will it give you peace, freedom or life, liberty and limb back?

Where is the accounting for those? The judgement on the contract postponed till the day of reckoning? Tis too late for my liking. I would have have set free long ago. But perhaps like the sweet mynah bird loosened from its cage thou would`st have perished from cold and hunger. I hear your cries, O`piteous creature, and they will drive me mad.