100 Days of Confinement

Jaibala/ May 19, 2014/ Short Stories/ 13 comments

It was the 10th day after his mother’s death. Arjun was gathering her belongings, and he found a Diary he had never seen before. Only a few pages were written on. Arjun was surprised, his mother shared everything with him, it was always him and her and they had no secrets. He knew everything about her, so his not knowing about the dairy was almost a shock. He opened the pages and began to read what his mother had written.


Day 1:

Hi Diary, its strange that my new diary begins with a new beginning.

We met for the first time today. He spoke so much, going on and on about what a good Samaritan he is. I listened. He never tried to know me or ask me anything at all except my phone number. After he left, I was not sure but Mom and Dad are confident that he is the right one, so I said yes.


Day 2:

He called me today. We spoke for an hour, he went on and on. He said he never spoke to anyone on the phone for more than five minutes. I was happy at that statement and felt elated, I thought let that I would get my chance to speak later. He also mentioned spending a lot of money on clothes. Well I don’t spend that much in six months and he spent it in a day. Strange.


Day 5:

I will see the house that is going to be mine for the first time. It is smaller than I thought it would be, but that doesn’t matter, does it. Its the people that matter. So when people asked me the question did I like the house I said yes.


Day 8:

The engagement is going to happen in two days and we are going Ring shopping. After searching the whole day we settle on two, he selected the biggest possible ring for him and the smallest one for me, saying anything bigger wont suit me. Also, he says he liked simple things.


Day 10:

I got engaged today. People were shocked to see such a small ring knowing how much I like diamonds. I said I like simple things, especially because I am never taking off the ring. We took the required posy photos, though I don’t like posing much. All in all the event was a success. Also, the wedding date is set for 15 days from now.

Day 11:

Today we began the shopping. Its going to be hectic.I wonder will it be strange to marry a man within 25 days of meeting him. Anyway Shopping, something I am really not looking forward to – I hate shopping. Strangely he says he wont shop now, he will when his sister comes. I wondered isn’t she coming 5 days before the wedding.

Day 20:

She came today, his sister, got a gift for me. A laptop, seemed a bit older than what I was using, but it was a gift with love so accepted it. She also did not ask about me, she just went on and on about her shopping. I asked her what is she doing for her brother’s shopping she said, well that is not my problem. Strange, wasn’t he waiting for her to come. Anyway we finalized the menu for all the functions today.


Day 23:

He called me up late in the night to change the menu. Apparently the people in his house don’t eat Pav Bhaji and chaat. Well dad called up the caterer and asked him to add rice, dal, roti and subzi to the menu.

Day 24:

It was the sangeet today, but my mother in law (I already call her Mummy) fell sick. So we had to stop the function mid way. She seemed to be fine though. What a relief. Also the caterer told us that the things added to the menu yesterday went untouched.

Day 25 – 30:

Well I am writing this on day 30, and have so much to say. No its really nothing like you imagined. On our wedding day, Mummy fell sick again. So, there was a frown on everyone’s face. He told me that he cancelled the wedding but his mother gave him “her promise” and so the wedding is happening thanks to that. So the wedding done, a room was booked in a five star hotel for us by my family. Actually they still haven’t paid for the wedding expenditure. After a tiring day all I could think of was sleep, but then it happened. The man I was married to changed into a monster, and forced himself upon me. I wanted to scream in pain, to ask him to stop but words, left me and my silent screams were only for me to hear. I was shocked and scared, I had not known what to expect, but this was surely not what I had in mind.


Anyway the next day we went home, I had expected the extended family to be there to greet me, Imagine my surprise when there was no one. even his sister wasn’t there, she had to go shopping as she was leaving in three days. I emptied my bags under Mummy’s scrutiny and she picked up what she liked.


We went to my parents place and collected the gifts the next day. He took the cash from me, said he will keep it safe in his account till I get mine. The next day he came with tickets to Goa for our honeymoon. I had opened a bank account and asked him for the money, he said he spent it on our Honeymoon. Strange that he did not feel the need to  ask me about my things, but then weren’t the things ours. Also, he had none of the documents/proof required for the marriage certificate. I began crying, not because I was sad, I felt helpless and stuck somewhere I did not want to be.  Somehow next day his document appeared, I wonder how he got them.

At nights and when we are alone my husband turns into a monster. Its like he enjoys hurting me.

Day 45:

We are back from our honeymoon and I have returned with more bruises than happy memories. It was worse cause his parents could not hear us. I returned today to find mummy showing off all my jewelry to her friends. I need to get the bank locker tomorrow.


Day 70:

I took a pregnancy test, and it was positive. I did not want this so early, and had begged to use preventive measures, but none appealed to him. When I told him that he was going to be a father, he replied by saying, ”You are now trapped, and cannot escape this confinement.” I believe him.

Day 90:

His behavior has changed for the past few days. I was right, it required just time. We both needed this time to adjust. Anyway he came to me saying that he needed some money for some urgent work and could I ask my father for that. He promised he would return it withing a few days. I got it for him.
He asked for more money today. I was embarrassed to ask my father and I told him so, he slapped me. and then asked me again, I defiantly said no. Mummy came in running and said she is pregnant, you have to do it carefully, and she showed him how. I was battered and eventually fell unconscious on the floor. Now I feel better haven’t had anything to eat yet.

Day 100:

I have finally realized what a fool I have been from day one. I should have listened to my instinct and backed away every chance I got. I  felt so small and unimportant all through this ordeal. I The past ten days have only been full of more and more torture.

But, I have to escape this for the sake of the life I carry within me. I want it to be safe. He thinks I am weak and I cant go anywhere. But I will leave, I will create a new hope for my child. This baby will not be born in captivity, nor will carry the burden of being captive. This book I will keep as a reminder of my 100 days of confinement, but it will be just my load to carry. Tomorrow will bring a new hope and freedom.

When Arjun finished, he had tears in his eyes. He knew the story, but to read it from his Mother’s perspective with all the gruesome details. Now he knew why she never used ths diary again, she did not want to start her new life with images of confinement. Arjun picked up the diary and kept it his mother’s ashes. He knew she would want to take that piece of confinement with her and not bind anyone with it.


About Jaibala

Academically a Microbiologist, I am a Web Columnist for popular magazines and websites, Freelance Writer and a Blogger. Words define me and writing and reading compete to be the love of my life. My biggest belief is that there is something good in everything and I always looks to highlight the best in things. Creative writing is my forte.You can reach me by dropping a mail at contact@jaibalarao.com


  1. oh! that made me sad! 🙁
    hugs to her for getting out of it.. such horrible monsters!! Ugh! They should be in jail!

    good she lived a strong happy life with her son..

    1. Yeah the most important thing is she lived a happy life with her son.

  2. Although this story made me very sad, I’ll prefer to see the positive side of the story. He is his Mom’s best friend. And they made a life out for themselves in spite of a very dark past <3

  3. The fact that she got out of it was the greatest gift she could give herself and her son 🙂

    1. Yeah I agree. Nothing can compare to the freedom to live life 🙂

  4. This has made me sad, why do humans behave like that .. why does a man have to show his power by hitting .. he can do that by picking up a fight with someone his size.. and the mother in law.. shame on her..

    1. Yes sometimes Humans behave in the most inhuman manner with people that are closest to them. As for the mother in law, I believe that A woman can be another woman’s biggest strength or her worst enemy. I have unfortunately seen and heard of the kind that belong in the latter category. We need more Strengths 🙂

      1. yeah , That I have always felt .. women is women’s biggest enemy .. But sadly I have had to feel the brunt of a lot of people when i said that, according to them a women can never do wrong towards another women 🙂

  5. Good that she started thinking of her son’s life in a positive note, Jb. I’d have loved to read more of their life together away from that confinement. It’d have made this story a happier read.

    1. Yes, I am glad too. Most women in her situation get so used to the shackles that, they forget they can break free too. I have seen much more gruesome ends to this story, repeated in many house holds. As for the happy life together, I agree incorporating that into the story would have made a happier read. Point noted 🙂

    1. Fathima Sorry to make you sad on your Birthday *Hugs tightly*

      1. Mhm, you did with the story, Jai, but anyways, i accept the hug… 🙂

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