A Home Turned Battlefield

The story of Arman and Rukhsar uncovers how pride and greed can fracture homes in Kashmir, yet goodness survives in silent endurance.

- Syed Majid Gilani

Arman’s family thought they had found the perfect daughter-in-law in Rukhsar. They wanted warmth, kindness, and peace in their home. Money and status meant little. Her gentle manners promised loyalty, but behind her smile, a different story waited.

Arman had stepped into marriage with hope and faith. He imagined mornings full of laughter and evenings calm and gentle. When the children came, every smile and sigh felt like proof that life was whole. He held their little hands and listened to their voices fill the house. For a while, he believed happiness had truly arrived.

But that happiness did not last. Smiles grew careful, and the gentle care he once knew turned distant.

At first, Arman excused the distance as ordinary differences between spouses. Gradually, he understood that her heart had never belonged to him.

She had married him for security, comfort, and the power of a stable household. Her own upbringing in a small, modest home left her unaccustomed to stability.

But large rooms, fine furniture, and calm nights were never enough. She called them “too small.”