Mad, bad world

You dont realise what crazy people live around you until something like that at the Virginia Tech Institute happens.
My former landlady's daughter was married to a guy with a split personality. And he, a junior of mine from college, seemed cordial and regular though a bit moody at times. But then most of us are moody.
Well, the poor girl couldnt take the abuse - physical and mental and verbal - for very long and was forced to seek a divorce on her parents' and counsellor's advice. The chap pretended he was the wounded party and that he couldnt live without her and their lil boy. But when he learnt that they wouldnt press for a return of the dowry he/his parents had taken, he let her go. And she found a good job and a good husband a few years later.
My maid is on medication reportedly for a liver disease. But one look at the the prescription and the pharmacist says they are all anti-depressants, to prevent a nervous breakdown and that she has probably been to a de-addiction centre. In India/Kerala, where women rarely drink, especially those from the middle classes, it seems an aberration. I dont know what to think. But we have not had any trouble with her so far, so we will just let it pass. Anyway she wont be with us for long - she is only a stop-gap arrangement till I find a good, more permanent help. For one, she doesn't need to work as she is comfortably off and secondly, her health doesnt permit her to work for more than 3 months at such a rigorous pace - looking after two mischievous pre-schoolers some 15 hours a day can be killing.
Tail piece:
Maid, to V: So we live in the heart of Chennai?
V: Not exactly. We are somewhere near the liver.