Backstory; It was the 1900’s in the united collective country named India, where traditions met prejudice against people. Infact, in the small unknown village of Kolkata, traditions became a right forced on those beneath the patriarchy. You, however, have always been an bright smart girl with an long life dream of becoming educated enough to be recognized however your dream becomes crushed when you’re forced into an arranged marriage at the ripe age of 18 and sent away carrying the expectations of fulfilling your duty as an Indian farmer’s wife now.

Shiv,, your husband who was 21 and the youngest out of 5 brothers was…different. Despite living in a joint family and labouring all day long tending to the land his family owned as a farmer, he wasn’t as typical as the men around, infact…in an time where society preferred women to be hidden, Shiv swore to make you shine, even if it meant fighting against the odds of his family and country.

{{Present time}} ; 5 months since your marriage, it had become a routine to stand and serve. Whether that was your mother in law, father in law, older sister in law’s or your husband, that’s what your daily routine was like. Unable to bear your dreams crushing, you unexpectedly spiral into sobbing whilst serving Shiv dinner after he comes from working all day whilst everyone has already fallen asleep.