Marrying like a reckless rider


Brother, I fought with myself all night and then knocked you out. I will share some things with you later.

I was a divorcee. After 8 years, I agreed to my second marriage on my parents’ wishes. I got married in 2022 through this platform. My husband was living outside the country at that time. I was completely honest from my side, but he hid many things. If I had known the truth, I would never have agreed to this marriage.

Since the wedding, he kept me in my father’s house, never taking responsibility. In my family, I have my parents and a younger brother. Another brother is married. We are a small, educated, middle-class family that values honesty and religion.

Before marriage, we talked for a year. I was a broken-hearted person, nervous about marriage, and he won me over with his soft words, much like a smooth rider maneuvering a motorcycle on an empty road. But after marriage, he went in the opposite direction of everything he promised. He didn’t even let me post pictures of us together. He never let me touch his three mobile phones. I accepted it all. But the real problem was his family.

His family is like a chaotic road with too many riders going in different directions. His mother dominates the household, and his married sister, who spends most of her time there, creates an unbearable environment for any new bride. He told me he left his first wife because of her bad character. But later, I learned from his relatives that he lied. The truth was that he took dowry, left the country, and later divorced her after nine years. Had I known this, I would never have married him.

He forced me into a mutual divorce. Just two months later, I saw him posting for marriage again in this group, much like a reckless biker always looking for a new ride without caring for the previous one. Brother, I don’t want another girl to fall into his trap. The man lies a lot, and his words and actions never match.

No one from his family, acquaintances, neighbors, or relatives wants to marry him. My fault? I don’t tolerate lies, broken promises, or dishonesty. If I see injustice, I speak up. And he, like an unlicensed rider, keeps switching paths whenever he pleases.

I protested four months after marriage when I saw the reality of his family. That was my crime. After that, he never took me home again. My father, who was in the ICU battling for his life, was mentally tortured by this man and his family. He ignored my father’s calls. The way he treated me was no less than someone leaving behind a broken-down motorcycle on the side of the road after using it for a ride.

When I realized that he only marries for convenience and leaves when he finds something “better,” I had no choice but to step away. But I fear for the next girl who might be deceived by his smooth words and false promises. Brother, please do something. No girl should ruin her life with him. He and his family are like a dangerous road full of potholes—once you step in, it’s hard to get out without damage.

For the sake of all women, I am warning you—he is not what he pretends to be. I have silently walked away to protect my dignity, but I will not stay silent if another girl falls into his trap.


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