Wednesday, March 19th, 2025

Husband used to show pocket expenses and show the film, take him/her to roam, the saree gifted to her friend’s house


The 10 -year -old girl living in the village did not even know the meaning of proper love that she was engaged. In 15 years, she got married and came to her husband’s house, but the husband was in the city and she had to live in the village with her mother-in-law. Read in the series ‘Grandparer Wali Valentine’, the love story of couple Sarojini-Rakshkrishna Bhatt, who considers the desire of parents as his/her duty and life.

Married in 15 years

When I got engaged, I was 10 years old and my future husband was 15 years old. he/she was then studying in Mumbai and I was in my parents’ house in the village. Five years after the engagement, I got married at the age of 15 years. In these five years, I had neither seen my future husband nor we had a talk. We did the relationship that the parents set up.

Even after marriage, I had to live with my mother-in-law in the village for 4 years. Husband had a new job, so she did not come to the village even once for 4 years. At such a young age, the responsibility of taking responsibility of family and family came on me. At that time it used to be a normal thing.

That was my ‘Chocolate Day’

That was my 'Chocolate Day'

his/her letter used to come in the village in a month or two. Then letters were the medium to express emotions. In my every letter, the same question would have been when you will come home. I miss you very much. Why did you leave me like this. The relationship that parents used to decide in our times had to be fulfilled throughout his/her life. We were taught that once someone holds his/her hand, he/she has to support him/her throughout his/her life.

When someone from the village came home from Mumbai, my husband used to hide his/her parents and secretly send 10-20 rupees to me to me. This was the way to express their love. For me, ‘Chocolate Day’ used to be the day when husband used to send chocolate for me from Mumbai.

Friend’s house hidden gift saree

Friend's house hidden gift saree

4 years after marriage, I came to Mumbai with my husband. Then we got a chance to live together. The husband had to give his/her entire salary to the father -in -law. he/she used to get only 10 rupees for pocket money. he/she used to save money from his/her pocket expenses and take me to watch the film on the day of holiday. I saw the first film ‘Bobby’ with husband, after that we had seen many films like Kala Gora, Jugnu, Sita and Geeta.

Once the husband saved money and bought a 50 rupee saree for me. Then a sari of 50 rupees was considered very expensive. Bought a sari, but did not bring her home in fear. What would the sari come from at home. We put that saree at the house of a friend of them. Then a week later I went to meet my brother. Then before the friend’s house, they took my sari to my maternal home, then brought her home. Then we showed that saree to the mother-in-law and said that the brother has given it.

These are the days of our leisure

These are the days of our leisure

Life was not so easy for us then. Our lives went out to grow four children. Now that all the children are settled, we have complete time. Now we live in Dehradun. Together they do all the household chores. Husband likes mushrooms and pea-pnecula vegetables, potato parathas, pulses pakoras. I often make them things of their choice with love for them. Husband wakes up in the morning and makes tea for me.

Now there is no complaint with life

Now there is no complaint with life

Now we are spending the best days of life. When you have to go out of the house, both of them ask each other what clothes to wear today. Earlier, husband used to buy saris for me with love, now the children bring children, then there is no shortage of wearing and wearing. Both sons live in London and both daughters in Mumbai. Sometimes we go to children, sometimes children come to us. Now there is no complaint with life.

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