You danced on the stage – expressing the divine love of Krishna and Radha when at home you were facing the worst kind of abuse at the hands of your own Krishna? You moved to the beats of the “taal” when your vagina was throbbing from the pain of your “betaal” life. You swirled with the music when there was no music left in your own life ? You stood strong in the flood lights when there was darkness in your heart ?
Can any man sustain the patience in cleaning and splitting the “Palak”, “Methi”, “Coriander” every single week ?? I am sure the men will lose it in the second week itself. And what about peeling the “muttar (green peas)”, the pomegranates and the father of all – the garlic ?? YOU JUST CANNOT IMAGINE THE PAIN !!