Men, Brawls And… Nothingness.

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This unfortunate incident happened late last year and anytime I think about it, tears usually welled up in my eyes.

It was a Sunday morning, we were sleeping soundly when I heard a loud banging at the door, still in my sleepy state I leapt up from the bed but before dashing downstairs my husband caught the tip of my dressing gown.

”Where on earth do you think you’re going,” he asked with a frown before standing up, then he released my dressing gown.

”I heard a loud banging and I decided to check who was at the door,” I explained with a yawn and that was when we checked the wall clock. It was a few minutes after six in the morning. I crawled back into bed, grateful for a strong man in the house but some  days were just horrible.

Seconds later, I heard a man talking rather loudly downstairs but my husband was trying to pacify the caller. It was obvious my beautiful sleep had been abruptly terminated for the day so I decided to check who the unreasonable caller was.

I slipped into my slippers and padded downstairs and then I saw him. He was fuming and gesticulating with his hands, the only words I heard was this,

”I have sent her packing out of my house,”

I hissed and went back to my room shaking with what I surmised must have happened and my heart went out to my friend and I could just picture her tear-stained face. Her beautiful, clear skin marred with mud and blood, her finger nails cracked, her heart-broken into a million fragments. And I offered a prayer for her safety.

The caller was a violent egocentric maniac whose wife was a very good friend of mine. She was very secretive, evasive about the bruises, when I asked she never could explain why she kept falling on the stairs every week, was she blind? And the babies? The miscarriages, the constant admissions, scans, the endless sorrow but she is free at last, safe from the beast in human form, safe from the fear, safe from the heat and the fury.

He is empty, worthless than a speck, and he is in a prison of his own madness.

What can I say? My friend is free from the brawls, and from that emptiness of a marriage. I believe in everlasting love, a love without fear, without sorrow…

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20 comments on “Men, Brawls And… Nothingness.

  1. boomiebol says:

    Absolutely… It takes a weak man to hit a woman. I don’t care how much of a bag she is, it takes a man to walk away in situations that provoke. Glad your friend is in a better situation… I hope the guy gets help

  2. tchistorygal says:

    Wow, that was quite a story. What is she doing now? Thanks for visiting my site. 🙂

  3. June says:

    Nobody deserves an abusive relationship. I’m glad your friend is free from it.

    • Seyi sandra says:

      I’m glad too, some men are not supposed to be with anyone, harsh but true. Thanks for stopping by June.

      • June says:

        That is so right. I could never agree more. If some people are smart enough to determine that and humble enough to accept that, then most people’s lives could be free from too much misery.
        Thanks for another post to ponder on, Seyi.

  4. Seyi sandra says:

    You are welcome June, ever so wise and thoughtful. Thanks for your input, I love it always:)

  5. Jeff says:

    Stories like that make me angry and sad all at the same time. I have no respect for any man who would strike a woman. I have no respect for any man who would mistreat a woman in any way, physically or otherwise. My heart hurts for your friend. Thank God she is free from him.

  6. I’m from India and over here this is very common among the poorer classes of society. The women work as domestic maids in various places to somehow make ends meet. The husbands sit idle all day and are big time drunkards and gamblers. So they beat up their wives and force them to give them the money they earn. To add to it they will have close to 3-4 kids who the mother has to take care of… It’s really sad to see that happen. We know it happens but there’s no way we can stop it… Most of these women stick with these men for their entire life… God can only explain their patience and forbearance…

  7. Manu Kurup says:

    I have seen such situations in my neighbourhood and my Mom used to give shelter to a friend of her during such crises. I still remember my father blocking that woman’s husband from forcefully entering our house. Weak soulless men… that’s what they are.

  8. Brittany Alexander says:

    It hurts my soul to read about domestic violence. It is unacceptable for men to lay their hands on women. I don’t understand how a man can still feel worthy after assaulting a woman. It’s puzzling to me.

  9. Heartbreaking. Your friend is lucky to be alive. I’m glad to hear she is free and rebuilding her life. **I also hope she was able to get some kind of restraining order against her husband. Sick guys like that can never be trusted to leave their victims alone. They give all of us men a bad name.

    • Seyi sandra says:

      You are right Mark, some men are brutes while others are angels, at least I’m married to one. But a few rotten apples doesn’t have to spoil the whole bunch. Thanks for reading my post!
      Cheers-:)

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