Could that be love?

She barely knew him but he insisted that he loved her before he proceeded to leave scars on her that could never be erased and then running away, but, she had used her the only thing she had – long nails, to leave marks too, to identify him to the police and ensure justice was served.

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For all the women who have been harassed by men who claim to be in love with them only to have acid thrown in their faces or be raped or worse when they have not reciprocated the same kind of obsessive “love“…

This post is a part of a 55-Fiction celebration on Write Tribe.

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50 comments on “Could that be love?

  1. Aditi says:

    Brilliant 55! Hope all women who have suffered such atrocities brave up and stand up for themselves!

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  2. Dear Preeti, so beautifully written and hope that the story is spread among women victims of brutality under the name of love:)

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  3. subzeroricha says:

    It has been written very well. Honestly the theme brought out shook me a bit from inside… I loved it!

    Richa

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  4. Bhavya says:

    More power to women who can raise their voice against the atrocities meted out to them. And shame on men who think doing such menial acts is what makes him stronger than a lady. Pathetic.

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  5. Preeti, that was so horrifying for the Lady and yet a possible true story. Thank you for writing it 🙂

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  6. Preeti, that was so horrifying and true.. Thank you for this story!!!!

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  7. Vaisakh says:

    I really can’t understand the maniacal twisted minds that go to the extend of disfiguring people. It really is pathetic.

    Well written on the topic 🙂

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  8. shail says:

    Well said in 55 words.

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  9. innocent90 says:

    Beautifully penned down. Really enjoyed reading the description

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  10. Suzy says:

    Definitely not love. You portrayed the issue very well.

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  11. Kathy says:

    That was very powerful. I have been in situations like that and it really brought the memories back.

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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  12. aamjunta says:

    We should mix love with lust. Love is supreme and is a dedication, where lust is mixed with ego hate and frustration!!

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  13. My Say says:

    You have rightly portrayed .. the love that never was ..
    This a great weakness of many men .. to go to the level being physically abusive .. towards the woman they claim they love or hurt themselves ..Being emotionally weak .. men tend to .. over react .. that is bad .. real bad ..
    Obsession is all man word ..it is a problem of emotionally weak individuals ..

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    • Preeti says:

      Maybe it is not fair to say it’s an all man word because I think there are probably women who are just as obsessive. They are probably just a very very small percentage.
      But, you’re absolutely right in saying that it’s a problem of emotionally weak individuals. There is no doubt in that.

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  14. mahabore says:

    Wow, that was quite a powerful story narrated in just 55 words….you’ve got quite a talent for brevity and intensity combined…

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  15. Rainbow Hues says:

    That’s very intense. Nice work Preeti 🙂

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  16. A woman in distress needs such a courage. Sometimes it pays to play offensive.

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  17. Debbie says:

    Intense and thought-provoking!

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  18. The first one is indeed a clever one. and the second one reminds of the horror of disfigure. very sad.

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    • Preeti says:

      Thanks for the appreciation Kalpana 🙂 But actually, there is only one story just dedicated to the women who have suffered at the hands of men…

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