Mahatma Gandhi once said “An eye
for an eye will make the whole world blind.” Yeah that was his opinion, I didn't care if we were all to be blind or not... I would rather know all of us have
experienced the pain of losing a sight than to know I was the only one who had
to deal with that pain while others enjoyed my pain. There is nothing wrong
with revenge it was the only reason that kept me alive, it was the only reason
for survival, the only reason to wake up early every day. I was a fighter who
believed in the devils rule... an eye for an eye kind of living was my theme. I
had no respect for anyone who did not hit back; I didn't care about any form of
forgiveness, forgiveness was not among my vocabularies ..... If you killed my dog
you better hide your cat and even if you do.... I will find it and kill it. I
had lost all respect for men...... I am Mirabel and this is my story....
I was not always this way; I was
born 35 years ago in a loving and warm family (even though my father had other three wives he legally married,and four concubines). Being the second child among
three children was not easy. I am not sure if it was because I was the only
girl or if it was because I was in the middle of two male children who were seen as the brightest stars while I was seen as the shadow. The only
thing I know is my parents never noticed my existence. My presence or my
absence did not matter to them; maybe it is also because I come from a society
where a female child was seen as bad luck to a family while the male children are
treasured and well taken care of. The good thing is I was born when the days of
denying female children their right to education was long gone so I got a
chance to sit in the same class with male students even though my father was
not in peace with paying my school fees.
I was among the brightest student
in my class. I was always in the top three at the end of every semester. My teachers
where so proud of me, they kept saying I had a bright future in front of me. My
mother never went to school am not sure if she really understood what it all
meant but she was happy every time I told her about my results and what the
teachers have been saying. My father on the other hand never cared, all he
wanted was for me to get old enough so that he would marry me to the richest
man in the village and may be spend a month or more in a fancy hotel with women of all
kinds who would fulfill his sexual fantasies.
It all began when I was in class
five. Even though I was young I was independent and I knew what I wanted, I was
not going to let anyone dictate my life. I was not going to let anyone tell me
what to do and how it should be done. My mother thought I was stubborn but I
was independent. That day I came from school around 4 pm found my father
outside the house with some visitors that I have never seen before. I greeted
them and entered our house but before I could even put my school bag down he
called me. I went to see if he needed anything, he then introduced me to his
visitors. I greeted them once more and I went back to the house, little did I
know one of those visitors was to be my husband in three months time.
Three months later my mother
called me, she told me my father had accepted my dowry and I was going to be
married in two weeks time. I was to stop schooling since it was too adding
unnecessary expenses to them and they needed money to take my older brother to
a boarding school. I cried begging my mother to talk to my father but she told
me she was in no position to make decisions. That day I knew I was on my own
and I had to decide what to do, I was not going to stop school for some guy
that I didn't even know that was for sure.. but what was I supposed to do??
Dear diary, that night while
others were sleeping, I took few of my clothes and run away from my home. I
knew that might have been the very last day I would see any of them but I was
not going to stay and get married....... I was going to continue with school wherever
I would be and I will come when am well educated, old enough to save who ever needed to be saved mostly female children who were denied their rights to education....
Read continuation "my revenge 2"
Read continuation "my revenge 2"
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