The tragic death of T News anchor Swetcha Votarkar has shocked the public. But beyond the headlines, there’s a deeper story; one that asks tough questions we often avoid.
Swetcha was abandoned by her parents as a child. She married once, then divorced. Married again, had a child, and divorced again.
Later, she lived with a married man, Poornachandra. They reportedly had conflicts. Now, she died, and he faces serious charges under the POCSO Act, following allegations made by Swetcha’s daughter.
This isn’t just about love or heartbreak. It’s about broken homes, confused relationships, and the cost of emotional decisions.
Swetcha didn’t find depression in abandonment or two divorces, but in a man who was already married? She asked a married man to divorce his wife for her. Is that right? Isn't Swetcha selfish and stooped to pain the other married woman?
Poornachandra, who assumed he is in Swetcha's love, now stands accused of abusing her child. Was it freedom — or madness disguised as love?
When someone dies, we rush to blame or defend. But we rarely pause to ask who is right or who is wrong. Here undoubtedly, both are wrong. They deserve pity but not sympathy.
This is not just a story of suicide and jail. It's a story of emotional immaturity, of blurred lines between love and need, and of the real meaning of responsibility.
Swetcha is gone. Poornachandra landing in prison. And a child is left with wounds no one can see.
Freedom is not living as we please. Justice is not standing by the side of the dead. Real justice is knowing when our choices hurt others — before it’s too late.
Usha Chowdhary