Thank you for the first ten signatures.
Each name means one more person who refuses to let money define a woman’s worth.
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To thank you, here I compose another piece to not remain silent anymore.

"He came home one day, puffed up like he always does when he finds a story that will wound us.
He said, “Do you know Feeshak’s (his nephew name changed) mother-in-law gives him a lakh every month? What a woman! She even got him a house! What a mother-in-law, what a lady! she knows very well how to take care of the son in laws"
He glowed as he said it, like he was in love with the idea of dowry itself.

And then he turned to my mother, eyes full of contempt.
“And I? I’m the unfortunate one married to you — you with your degrees, your pride. What did I ever get?”
He spat those words like poison.

He adores those who trade women like currency.
He speaks of them as though greed were virtue.
He repeats the names of other men’s wives and daughters with the same disgusting fondness he once used for the girl my mother brought into our home as a daughter and hr too called her his “adopted daughter” before he made her his mistress.

And my mother just stands there , half stone, half breath , because what can she say?
Every time he speaks, he tries to measure her worth in money he never earned, in gifts she never received.

Feeshak’s family sits as his gold-plated example of happiness.

Feeshak's mother - my fathers sister in law cannot stop announcing to everyone how her daughter in law has property near the airport worth crores.. her evil laughs echoes in my ears..

She and my father praises that woman for “serving” her husband, for “bringing wealth.”
He mocks my mother for bringing knowledge instead of gold.
He mocks me and my sister for resting, for breathing, for not marrying into his narrow world.

Sometimes I think he loves only what he can count.
Money. Dowries. Women’s submission.

I write this because silence eats me.
Because I need somewhere to put the rage that builds when he compares my mother to women who sell their peace for approval.
Because this house has taught me that education is rebellion.

And I will not let him take that from us — not our mother’s dignity, not our story, not our voices.

Please keep sharing our petition so more daughters can speak.