So friends, here is my thread about how a family rescued their daughter from love-jihad.
PS: the methods adopted by that family will sound harah and unacceptable to some. So please read at your own risk.

This happened in early 2000s. This girl named shradha and I used to go to the same tuition classes. Shradha was a maharashtrian girl, tall, wheatish with long flowing hair and sharp features. She was not very fond of studies.

She used to live in a good locality but that locality was mainly muslim-dominated. Those living in pune must be aware of that area (fatima nagar). In the evening she worked at archies as sales girl.

Shradha met a guy at the shop named dhananjay. She was instantly attracted to him. The guy was 24 and shradha was 15. He lived in the adjacent building. They started meeting first at the shop (he used to pose as a customer) and later he started taking her out for dates.

She even introduced me to dhananjay. To me he looked much older than his age. I was 14 then. Shardha went out with dhananjay frequently lying to her mom that she is hanging out with me. I knew about it and used to often cover for her.

One fine day, dhananjay called shradha to meet him at his building’s terrace (12th floor). It was afternoon time n terrace was deserted so he started getting cozy with her on terrace itself. Out of nowhere, a female in white salwar kameez arrived and grabbed shardha by her hair.

And started slapping her. “Mere boyfriend ko tune ich fansaya na kutti.” She kept repeating n slapping her until a huge crowd gathered. Girls name was tabassum and she was salim’s ex-girlfriend. YES. Dhananjay’s real name was salim.

The news reached shradha’s family and they were aghast to learn that their 15 year old daughter was dating a muslim boy. But shradha put her foot down n said that she wants to marry salim n she has no problem with his religion. Meanwhile, salim’s mother came to her house and

Sweettalked with shradha coaxing her to marry her son calling her “meri beti, meri bachchi”. Meanwhile, salim had grown a beard n used to sit all day long below her balcony. He used to call me also to pass on his messages to her, which i did . He used to send letters to her

Through her maid. Shradha became so blinded by love and sweet talks that she gave an ultimatum to her family... “if within one month, i wont get married to this guy, i shall either elope with him or commit suicide.”

This is when her father decided to take matters in his own hand. He was a welltodo businessman who owned two shops in camp and had a little political influence as well.

First he went to salim’s house n straight-talked with salim’s mother. But the woman shamelessly and confidently replied on his face “tumhari beti mere ich ghar aane wali, tum dekho.” Such was her confidence in the brainwashing that she n her son did to shradha.

So shradha’s father went to some local “hindu” goonda and asked him for help. The goonda assured him that he will make sure that the guy stays away from the girl and all he (shradha’s father) need to do was to keep the girl in the control.

So, shradha’s father came back home n explained all the situation to his family. Shradha wildly objected n stared abusing her father for putting salim’s life in danger.
NEXT: shradha’s father picked up a soti and beat the living daylights out of her. He then locked her

Inside the bedroom with strict instructions that she shall not be given any food or water or medical care for the next 24 hours. Next, he picked up the phone n called my mom n told her how i have been passing salim’s message to shradha. (I got a good thrashing for that ).

Next he disconnected the BSNL telephone line from his house. He changed the maid. Asked the building watchman not to allow salim anywhere near the vicinity of their society. He stopped sending shradha to school and to archies (where she worked as a salesgirl).

She was kept under 24/7 surveillance and her room door was opened only for giving her food. No visitors were allowed for her. Her father used to keep a strict eye on the building premises. The goonda was instructed to break salim’s bones if he is ever seen around their society.

This continued for around two months. By then, shradha’s “ishq ka bukhaar” seemed to have subsided a little. So her father started sending her back to school and tuition. But before that, he took the school principal and tuition teacher into confidence. They were asked to make

Sure that shradha came to school/tuition regularly and on time, n that she attended all lectures. Her father took the responsibility of dropping her to school himself n picking her up. Her younger brother was assigned the task of making sure that she doesnt speak to any

Suspicious person in school. Her mother accompanied her to all the other places. They didnt leave her alone even for a minute, kept a strict eye on her whereabouts and friends n made sure that salim cannot in any way meet/contact her. This exercise continued for 6 months.

Shradha appeared for her 10th boards. After the exams she was sent to her grandmom’s house in amravati (her mother accompanied her). Meanwhile, her father found a new house in a new locality n shifted there with his family.

Two months later, salim eloped with another hindu girl. Shradha finished her MCom and started working. She is currently happily married with one kid. Salim lives in the same locality n runs a scrap business.

Friends, many of you will not agree with the measures that her father took to get her out of the LJ mess. But trust me, shradha herself thanks her father for beating her up and putting restrictions on her to drill sense into her moonstruck mind. Imagine what a hellhole her life

Would have been if she had gotten married to him at 15. Being liberal n lenient doesnt always help.
All we need is the right amount of strictness and vigil to save our daughters/sisters from the trap of love jihad.

Talk to them, reason with them, argue with them, if need be give a good thrashing, keep an eye on them, screen their friends n visitors, check their mobiles if need be, take the help of local dadas... but please do everything to save your daughter from the tentacles of LoveJihad.

Share this thread with everyone you care. Be as vigilant as shradha’s father was.
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