Suresh stood frozen, his eyes wide with shock. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing — Geetha, his wife from years ago, now stood before him, not as the helpless girl he once knew, but as a district collector. Guilt washed over him, and he lowered his head in shame as memories from the past came rushing back.

Geetha came from a poor family, but she was intelligent and determined. Her father was a drunkard, and her mother, a housewife, struggled to keep the family afloat. With two younger sisters, Rani and Vani, to care for, the weight of responsibility fell heavily on Geetha’s young shoulders. Despite the hardships, she worked hard and excelled in her studies.

After finishing school, Geetha joined an export garment company to support her family. Her mother, despite their struggles, dreamed of Geetha pursuing higher education. Determined not to let her down, Geetha enrolled in a distance learning program, balancing both her job and studies with unwavering dedication.

In time, Geetha married Suresh, who promised to take care of her family and support her sisters’ education. But life didn’t get any easier. Tragedy struck when Geetha’s mother passed away, leaving her as the sole guardian of Rani and Vani.

One evening, after a long day at work, Geetha lay down for a brief rest when a loud knock at the door startled her. She opened it to find Suresh — heavily drunk — standing with two unfamiliar men.

Confused, she asked, “What’s going on?”

Slurring his words, Suresh said, “Geetha, these are my friends. They want to marry your sisters. Now you don’t have to worry about them anymore — you can finally relax.”

Geetha’s heart pounded in disbelief. The two men, rough and unpleasant in appearance, leered at Rani and Vani. The air grew thick with tension.

“No,” Geetha said firmly.

Her refusal enraged Suresh, and an argument erupted. In a fit of anger, Suresh and his friends lashed out, even raising their hands against the girls.

The commotion drew the attention of neighbours , who rushed in to intervene. When the situation spiraled further out of control, someone called the police. Within minutes, officers arrived and arrested Suresh and his companions.

Once Suresh was released from jail, he was dismissed from his job and struggled to find work. With his reputation tarnished, he wandered aimlessly, looking for any opportunity to survive. Meanwhile, Geetha had left him and moved forward with her life.

Suresh tried to find Geetha, hoping to ask for her forgiveness, but his efforts were in vain. Eventually, he gave up the search and decided to change himself. Humbled by his circumstances, he began seeking jobs — even those beneath his qualifications — determined to start over.

Time moved on, but Geetha didn’t let the incident break her spirit. She worked tirelessly — supporting her sisters, continuing her studies, and striving for a better future. Her relentless efforts bore fruit when she passed the civil service exams, rising to the esteemed position of district collector.

After months of searching, Suresh finally secured a job — as a peon at the district collector’s office. Though the role was modest, he accepted it with gratitude, choosing employment over idleness.

And now, standing in her office, Geetha found herself face-to-face with Suresh once again , anger simmered within her, the old wounds still fresh—But this time, the power dynamic had shifted.



He tried speaking to her and ask for forgiveness but she did not respond to him.

But as days passed, she observed Suresh quietly doing his job. He was no longer the arrogant man she once knew — he seemed broken, perhaps even remorseful.

Slowly, her resentment began to fade.

One evening, after much inner turmoil, Geetha finally spoke to him. Her voice was calm but firm.

“You made a terrible mistake, Suresh,” she said. “But I hope you’ve learned from it. It’s not too late to change your life.”

For the first time in years, Suresh looked up, his eyes filled with regret.

In time, Geetha found the strength to forgive him — not because he deserved it, but because she deserved peace. She chose to release the anger that had weighed her down for so long.

When Suresh hesitantly asked about Rani and Vani, Geetha’s face lit up with pride.

“Rani is now a police officer,” she said, “and Vani is a qualified teacher.”

Hearing this, Suresh felt an unexpected sense of relief. A thought crossed his mind — a silent thank you that Geetha hadn’t listened to him that night. If she had, her sisters might have been trapped in miserable marriages, their dreams would have crushed.

The villagers, who once pitied Geetha and her sisters ,now looked at themwith awe and admiration for their achievements.
Gettha’s life was no longer just a symbol of struggle — she was a beacon of courage, resilience, and compassion.

Geetha’s journey was no longer about mere survival — it had become a story of strength, forgiveness, and unyielding determination.

Thank you
R.Gayathri