You were the one sneaking around in an extramarital affair. Your wife caught you red-handed. Then you did the unthinkable — you threw her and your own children out of the house. Your own kids looked at you and said, “We don’t want this man as our father.” They walked away. Your wife had had enough. She filed for divorce, making it crystal clear: she would not live with you anymore.
And what did you do the very next day? You were out in public, cozying up with another woman like it was just another normal outing.
That alone is gut-wrenching. But here’s the part that should make every decent person sick: you took this private destruction — your betrayal, your broken family, your children’s rejection — and turned it into political ammunition. You blamed everyone else, painted your wife as some political puppet, and let your followers slut-shame her online so you could win votes.
That’s not a mistake. That’s not “personal matters.” That’s calculated, cold-blooded exploitation. Using your own family’s pain as a campaign prop is the lowest form of politics.
Vijay, you’re not a victim. You’re the architect of this mess. And calling you out isn’t hate — it’s just stating the ugly truth. The cheapest, most wretched creature tamil cinema and politics have ever seen just proved it again.