-“What? No, I am not going to treat you until you say yourself what your problem is.” -"Aaaaa.! Aaaa.!" (Trying to talk) -"Yeah! What? What? Say, Where have you been hurting?" -"Aaa.! Aaa.!" (pointing at her leg, hand, neck) A woman on her 30, with bruises on her full body, is holding her daughter's hand. Two men are standing beside her. -“What did you use to beat her up? Rod?” the doctor asks looking at the man standing left. -“Gajari (Shorea robusta) wood” the man answers nonchalantly. -“What do you do for a living?” -“Motor van driver, sir” -“Why did you beat her up? -“Very stubborn, don't listen to me.” The doctor orders his assistant to bring some medicines and injections. -“Try to talk, please. Otherwise, it can be fatal for you. Try harder” doctor is trying his best to make her talk. -“Who are you to her?” the doctor asks the man standing right side. -“Brother, sir.” -“Did it happen before?” -“I don't know sir, She never tells anything to me.” -“How did you know today?” -“My niece called me, saying that her mother is dying” I notice a girl with a faded face is holding her mother's hand tightly. She is so frightened that is not looking at anyone properly. It does not take me a second to get that she is so traumatized by this whole thing. -“What's your name, honey?” asks the doctor. She says her name. -“Lovely, can you tell me how your mother did after being beaten?” The girl starts to cry and says, - “she was rolling over the ground and hitting her chest” -“Did your father beat your mother before? The girl now looks at her father and then the doctor. -“Don't be afraid. No one will hurt you. It's needed for your mother's recovery. You want her to be healthy again, right?” -“Yeah, Abba(Father) beats Ma(Mother).” She holds her mother's hand more tightly, tears are dropping from her eyes continuously. My mind becomes numb thinking about the fact that it is not her first time going through this kind of situation. I just couldn't think more. The assistant comes back with the medicines and injections. After doing some treatment, the doctor starts to make his efforts again to make her speak. -“Okay, now answer my question. If you don't answer, I am going to take it as yes. So, do you want me to call the police?” The woman is trying to say ‘no‘ to him with all her strength. Pointing at her daughter, she is showing the doctor two with her hand and doing some gestures. With her gestures, it was so clear for everyone there what she is trying to say. She is trying to say that she has two more children if something happens to her husband, her children will suffer. And it's okay for her, she will be alright and not to take her husband to the police station. -“Okay, you did well. Let's try harder after taking one-hour rest”. -“And you.” pointing at her husband says the doctor. -“Beating a weak doesn't make you a man or a strong person. There are millions of girls in this world, you can't even stand before. Try to beat one of your equals. Let see how strong and manly you are. At this rate, you will kill her. Think about your children at least. What Will they do without their mother? Now, wait outside. Let her rest.” He goes outside. His eyes, I see no empathy or regret in there. I look back at the girl holding her mother's hand tighter than before. A thin teary wail of her hits my ear, which is saying; _"Maa"