Ithal
"Ithu, here is what you asked for.." Navil drops the bunch of papers on the bed in front of me.
Without even taking a glance at it, I can tell what they are.
Divorce papers.
"Thank you.." I say, looking down at my sleeping daughter in my arms.
"Ithu.." He calls and I gaze up to meet his unsure eyes. "Are you sure, this is what you need?"
I don't answer him immediately because even I don't know the answer to that question.
"Ithu, don't you think you are hurrying in this regard?"
"So, do you mean I have to adjust his atrocities against me and go back to living with him? Is that what you are telling me?" My voice comes out as a surly grumble.
"No, that's not what I meant, Ithu. What I am saying is if I were in his place and you, as my sister, wouldn't you ask my wife t
