Badlega India
Delhi welcomed me today with a sight which is mostly intimidating and playful for any male person . Yet, it was resultant of a darker and shameful phase of the incredible India. As I stepped down from Volvo, half asleep and tired collecting my luggage. I stepped up to the near end to the road with my friend to book a cab for our final destination, I noticed a couple of women in their 30’s along with 2 girls in their 20’s in a group . They were chatting and looking at us . We ignored and continued to book a cab,as it was a highway and thought of them as travellers like us.While we waited for the cab to arrive one girl approached us and asked my friend In a persuasive tone “do you want to fuck me?” While I didn’t listened in the beginning to what she said, after few seconds turning down my friend she approached me and while starting she asked me the same question.After I replied “please go from here” she stood still hoping that we change our ans. My friend warned her to call police . She angrily replied ” I ll see to them also, they can’t do anything “and walked forward . It left me in a state of shock and despair of what just happened. Prostitution is not accepted in our society, but everyone doesn’t get into it willingly. The girl was in her 20’s, pink lips , well dressed up, beautiful ,seeming to belong to a good family, but doing something to earn substantial amount of money. Bikes and cars stopping, poor and rich men eyeing and taking them to do the job, publicly seemed more like it’s been legalized. We often complain and debate on developing the status of the women in the society. Is this the incredible India we talk about? It’s a misfortune for us that people of India accepted sunny Leone ,but they won’t accept a past sex worker in any other job.The problem is in the upbringing of small slum and orphaned girls. In European countries..most of the Sex workers are by choice not by the situations.
Yes the world is cruel, even I am in between of having a job and not having it ? But I guess, in certain case I will not showcase my body and become a pimp for money ? Or will I ? But again situations let the people do the unexpected.
In my mind and thoughts I wanted her to take her out of that business where the wealthiest and the poor use women’s and girls like them and force their frustration by doing the scariest tortures to them. I personally feel the urge to let her employ In a job where she can earn the basic wage for the day and get rid of this slave business where instead of her body, her skills and inborn talent is used as a medium to earn money but before my thoughts were compiled in my speech and I stepped to talk to her ,she was walking along with her customer of ,being a slave of her own needs again and being dead once again.
It is not followed by mere will , respect her choice, accept her in the society with dignity. She is also a human being, she still deserves respect and love.
