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Yes, I want to say something of importance. For years I have loved India. I am a great admirer of Gandhi, and I think that Indian women are sometimes the most beautiful of women with their often soft voices and very family directed interests. Indians in the U.S. put education first, but still want their children to marry Indians; unfortunately, because of the materialism in our society, this is not always possible.
In my own case, I married an Indian man much younger. I was ill and he knew it; he had a terrible apt., lived very poorly, but was highly educated. I made at least twice as much as he did. I helped him move, and I let him borrow my car. He was sometimes amusing; he was boyish and seemed sincere. He lived with me for six months, and used my car to go to work, but I should have realized he had something amiss.
He came to me and asked to marry me; I told him he was far too young to marry me, but he said he would always take care of me, that it would be a real marriage, and that he would be illegal next month, having been in the U.S. almost too long to get another student visa.
I acquiesced because I cared a great deal for him, but he betrayed me. He sought to leave me after establishing his credit, getting my debts three times their balance by 2002, only three and a half years later. I bought him a computer. I used my good credit to his bad credit to help establish his. He now has a 62 thousand dollar job working for a CRO. I also let him use my IRA which I was going to pay all my debts off with to finance his career. I have a disability which is now so severe I can't work because of the strong pain drugs i take. He threw me aside because I was suffering from sideeffects of my medication and could not do my wifely duties. He also phones me to talk about his girlfriends and prostitutes as though I were his mother. He asks for advice. We finally got to court; he said he couldn't pay me anything and I get one 700 dollar payment for one month. I married him, but he betrayed me and even now has said he loves me, while he dates blonde American women which he admitted were trophies to him, but now he wants to talk to me. I refuse. He is an evil man, and he married for the greencard, not because he is an Indian but because he is an evil man, a selfish self-centered man. I feel sorry for women made to marry men they don't know because their parents say so, but I feel just as sorry for Americans who are brought up believing in the fairy tale of romantic love. Both are extremes. There should be a balance. Women should marry men without giving sex, as they used to in my country , by being a companion, very much platonic, even if there is a light kiss or a hug. No more. Wait and understand that just because someone is an Indian it doesn't make them Gandhi. And Gandhi would not necessarily have been my choice for a husband either, as caring as he was for humanity. He admitted he neglected his wife's education. And he did.
I thought all Indians were like him. I was braindead, I think. But I would come to India and visit, if I could, and not to see my husband. He is seeking his American citizenship, and will seldom be in India again.
More power to those who stay and become good hindus and muslims who build their country into a place that is a really wonderful place to live. It will happen; most Indians don't desert India. Men like my nearly ex-husband will always be. I could be bitter, but I think of his wonderful brother, Mahesh, and his lovely wife. His brother was so good to me when I was upset over not hearing from my husband, and whenever he talked to me. He even told my husband to not argue with me over taking sides between my husband and my duaghter. He married an Indian woman with a degree who is beautiful and very much a mother and wife. My husband doesn't like her, so I could never get close to her. I still have fond memories of my brother-in-law. They have two divine little ones and live happily together. The father of my husband was a well known government official. If they knew what he had done to me, they would be very disappointed in him, but to be sure they believe he is right and I am wrong. I am afraid that telling them would cause them distress. I never met them, because he made me fear meeting them and sent me away when they came to visit us to visit my daughter. I felt they would hate me because I was very much older. But it is over now, and now he must live with what he has done. May God judge him according to his intentions. May he live to regret his evil. Take care and always listen to your consciences. I shall now, and shall never marry again. I am in very bad circumstances and I shall end up in abject poverty. The ex-husband knows, but doesn't care. He only wishes to be a Doctor here and to have many women after him. What you sow, you reap. I need not worry about vengeance, life and God will take care of justice to me and to him. Bye, Annon Ymous
In my own case, I married an Indian man much younger. I was ill and he knew it; he had a terrible apt., lived very poorly, but was highly educated. I made at least twice as much as he did. I helped him move, and I let him borrow my car. He was sometimes amusing; he was boyish and seemed sincere. He lived with me for six months, and used my car to go to work, but I should have realized he had something amiss.
He came to me and asked to marry me; I told him he was far too young to marry me, but he said he would always take care of me, that it would be a real marriage, and that he would be illegal next month, having been in the U.S. almost too long to get another student visa.
I acquiesced because I cared a great deal for him, but he betrayed me. He sought to leave me after establishing his credit, getting my debts three times their balance by 2002, only three and a half years later. I bought him a computer. I used my good credit to his bad credit to help establish his. He now has a 62 thousand dollar job working for a CRO. I also let him use my IRA which I was going to pay all my debts off with to finance his career. I have a disability which is now so severe I can't work because of the strong pain drugs i take. He threw me aside because I was suffering from sideeffects of my medication and could not do my wifely duties. He also phones me to talk about his girlfriends and prostitutes as though I were his mother. He asks for advice. We finally got to court; he said he couldn't pay me anything and I get one 700 dollar payment for one month. I married him, but he betrayed me and even now has said he loves me, while he dates blonde American women which he admitted were trophies to him, but now he wants to talk to me. I refuse. He is an evil man, and he married for the greencard, not because he is an Indian but because he is an evil man, a selfish self-centered man. I feel sorry for women made to marry men they don't know because their parents say so, but I feel just as sorry for Americans who are brought up believing in the fairy tale of romantic love. Both are extremes. There should be a balance. Women should marry men without giving sex, as they used to in my country , by being a companion, very much platonic, even if there is a light kiss or a hug. No more. Wait and understand that just because someone is an Indian it doesn't make them Gandhi. And Gandhi would not necessarily have been my choice for a husband either, as caring as he was for humanity. He admitted he neglected his wife's education. And he did.
I thought all Indians were like him. I was braindead, I think. But I would come to India and visit, if I could, and not to see my husband. He is seeking his American citizenship, and will seldom be in India again.
More power to those who stay and become good hindus and muslims who build their country into a place that is a really wonderful place to live. It will happen; most Indians don't desert India. Men like my nearly ex-husband will always be. I could be bitter, but I think of his wonderful brother, Mahesh, and his lovely wife. His brother was so good to me when I was upset over not hearing from my husband, and whenever he talked to me. He even told my husband to not argue with me over taking sides between my husband and my duaghter. He married an Indian woman with a degree who is beautiful and very much a mother and wife. My husband doesn't like her, so I could never get close to her. I still have fond memories of my brother-in-law. They have two divine little ones and live happily together. The father of my husband was a well known government official. If they knew what he had done to me, they would be very disappointed in him, but to be sure they believe he is right and I am wrong. I am afraid that telling them would cause them distress. I never met them, because he made me fear meeting them and sent me away when they came to visit us to visit my daughter. I felt they would hate me because I was very much older. But it is over now, and now he must live with what he has done. May God judge him according to his intentions. May he live to regret his evil. Take care and always listen to your consciences. I shall now, and shall never marry again. I am in very bad circumstances and I shall end up in abject poverty. The ex-husband knows, but doesn't care. He only wishes to be a Doctor here and to have many women after him. What you sow, you reap. I need not worry about vengeance, life and God will take care of justice to me and to him. Bye, Annon Ymous
