Monologue

Linda: I am not going to cry anymore. But please make me understand. Why Willy, why did it come to this? Why did you do it? (Sobs rising) I have tossed the question in my mind for some time now, please help me, and don’t torture me anymore. (Pauses for a moment contemplating)
When I was just a teenager, a newlywed, I believed I owned the whole world. I believed I would accomplish all my childhood dreams, reach all my expectations. Everything seemed totally fine at the time. My parents and I loved you to the bottom of our hearts. We felt that you were an ambitious guy that would get anything that he wished, not a quitter. Oh! How they immediately fell in love with you after you told them of your aspirations and what you were doing. As for myself, I knew you were the one I would live the rest of my life with immediately on setting my eyes on you. Your desire for success pushed me through each day as I knew that one day we would live the life we desired.
(Pause) Many years down the line, all my dreams had not been accomplished; we were still far. The salary was not enough and many of the times you were jobless. However, my hope did not fade away. I still hoped that things would get better. I struggled to get a few coins here and there that would supplement the income through various tasks, but there was no significant change. You seemed to have lost all hope my dear husband, but I always encouraged you, soothed you through the night. I got wind of the information that you had been unfaithful to me, that you were sleeping with different women in your workplace.

But I remained by your side. I knew you would change as we had much to accomplish together. But why did you, therefore, decide to take your life dear husband, leave me alone with my unaccomplished dreams? Anyway, it is all a waste of time as you won’t reply dear husband. I am not going to cry anymore my dear Willy, farewell; we shall meet in paradise.