I spent the last week in Tamil Nadu visiting my friends Malathy and
Vanitha. It was strange to arrive in Tamil Nadu and not be able to understand
the language! Tamil is the main language here, and very few people know Hindi.
| Vanitha, her husband, and her new baby |
Vanitha’s family was furious about her love marriage and the entire
extended family cut off communication with her. When she had a baby a year
later her mother and brother got back in touch, but her father and extended
family still want nothing to do with her. I wrote back in 2009 about my
conversation with her father in which he vowed to kill her if he ever saw her
again. Malathy's family doesn't want her to spend time with Vanitha because they consider her to be a bad influence.
| Malathy and her husband |
Malathy married a man from a nearby village who works in Singapore.
She didn’t meet him until after their engagement. I was very upset because this
man would not allow her to come to the US for an internship my friend Michael’s
father had arranged. I was so worried for her future. But in the end it has all
worked out because she is flexible and willing to adjust to meet her parents’
and husband’s expectations. Her husband doesn’t want her to work outside the
home, take the bus or train, or ride on a scooter (motorcycle, a primary mode
of transportation here). The last time she rode on a train was almost 4 years
ago, with me. Despite his (in my opinion stifling) over-protection, she and her
husband seem to genuinely love each other. She has accepted her role as a
traditional Indian wife.
| Blessing ceremony as Malathy's baby is welcomed into her husband's home for the first time |
Vanitha, on the other hand, remains a strong, independent woman. She
has worked for an environmental NGO, run a tailoring business and a beauty
parlor, and undertaken other entrepreneurial endeavors. She is lonely sometimes
and upset at her family and their culture for treating her this way. Her
in-laws accepted the marriage and help her care for her children when needed.
But for the most part, she is on her own. I’m one of only two or three friends
from before her marriage who will still talk to her.
| Vanitha with her son Ajay and new baby |
Both Malathy and Vanitha recently (July 23 and August 1
respectively) gave birth to their second child by C-section. Vanitha has a 7
year old son, Ajay, and now a baby girl (who will be named 30 days after her
birth). Malathy has a 2 year daughter, Adirai, and now a baby boy, Aarzhivan.
Malathy has been living in her parents’ house since May and will
stay for another 4 months to heal from the C-section before returning to
Singapore with her children to be with her. So her parents’ house currently
includes her and her two children, her mother and father, her oldest brother,
his wife and two children, her second oldest brother’s wife—that brother is
working in London—and two children, four cows, and a dog named Jimmy. Her third
brother lives nearby with his wife and one child, and her sister lives in
another city, getting IVF and praying for a baby. Being unable to have a child
is a considered a great disgrace to a woman.
| Me, Malathy's sister (who had come to visit), and all the children in Malathy's home |
Needless to say, Malathy has plenty of help caring for her
children. Vanitha, on the other hand, is mostly on her own. Her husband works
9am – 9pm (he comes home for a lunch break). She cooks three amazing traditional
South Indian meals a day, cleans the apartment, does the laundry, changes a ton
of cloth diapers, and helps her son with his homework. All while recovering
from her C-section. I was impressed.
| Vanitha and her baby |
I’m impressed by Malathy too, but in a very different way. I’m impressed
by how she’s adapted to her circumstances and developed a good relationship
with her husband.
| Malathy and her daughter Adirai |
In truth, both of their situations make me a bit sad. Vanitha because
she’s lonely. Malathy because she’s changed—there were so many things she used
to do that she doesn’t now because of her husband. Still, I’m grateful because
her husband loves her and cares for her. That’s not something to be taken for
granted. And I’m grateful to both of them for their generous hospitality.
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| Malathy's daughter, me, and Malathy's third brother's son |


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