“Sometimes when dhanda is not good, we have to sell ourselves for as low as Rs. 200. But during festivals, the market is good. We easily earn at least Rs. 1000 per night.” ~ Sex worker
It took you just 2 seconds to read this quote, but to discern the frightful pain behind this line is beyond your scariest imagination.
No woman ever dreamed of being a prostitute; it’s their conditions, dreadful circumstances and their struggle to escape poverty which forced them to take up this cursed profession.
But today, I will look at the brighter side, and open up about the things they taught me…
It’s hard to imagine how it feels when your own blood relative drags you to a brothel at an age when you know nothing about sex. After some time, that filthy room becomes your world.
Take a while and look how lucky you are!
A prostitute sells her soul to make a living but most people fake their emotions to deceive others. But still, a “kothewaali” is looked upon as a characterless sl*t and people who fool others are categorized as ‘smart’.
Are we blind?
So what if a 30-year-old woman makes a choice to sleep with strangers to feed her only child, when her estranged and abusive husband throws her out of the house.
Dis she make a mistake? Or her husband? Think it over.
In the world of corrupt politicians, rapists, murderers and business tycoons who earn money through illegal ways, we usually use the word “sinner” for the whores.
Are you thinking straight?
Love cannot cure you from cancer and it definitely cannot provide you a roof for shelter. But a woman who decides to become a prostitute to cure her ailing father, who is battling cancer, is degraded by society.
I respect her. Do you?
Women became prostitutes for many different reasons and child abuse is often regarded as a primary one but media misleads the audience by stating sexual curiosity as their sole purpose.
How proud are you of all your choices?
Why is sex a taboo? Just because it involves dropping off your pants and being naked with someone you love. Or may be because you delete ‘history’ every time after watching porn to keep your lappy non-adulterated.
Mind is the only sex organ.
“From auto-rickshaw pullers to white-collared professionals, all come to enjoy us.” ~ Sex worker
Did she gave you a formal invitation to come? Or you made a choice to bed her to satisfy your sexual craving?
Desire is not always a two-way street.
So, are you a prostitute?
Alone and depressed, demons roam her mind, as the sun sets and her customers multiply, losing all concept of time, she gives herself to a man she hardly knows.
But she never found love. Never.