The worst Sundays are when the Preacher manages to stab you in the heart repeatedly with the Truth.
Last Sunday was particularly ruthless. The man talked about his work with the Prostitutes living in Andheri, Mumbai.
Stab 1: The count stood at about 1 lakh girls.
Stab 2: The girl is most likely to be between 12 and 14.
Stab 3: Cost of buying a girl: Rs. 4000. (not for a night - for life)
Stab 4: The 4000-rupee girl was sold by her father.
Stab 5: The girls are initially raped and beaten so that their wills and spirits are broken.
Stab 6: Many of them will die of HIV-related diseases.
Stab 7: For reasons i don't understand, the girls can never leave. So when an offer was made, they handed over 32 "born-by-mistake-in-the-brothel" children aged between 1 and 3, to be taken to safer, better lives.
I am still bleeding.
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markieee.... really it killed me...wat hurts more is i am unable to do all that i want to do. i think i just need a lil push. mayb we could team up. i havent gone to fiends of the birds of the air..also.. MOC... i feel so guilty abt it... dyammm...Help me Mark
well i don't know who this mark you're talking to is... :-),
but i think the only right time to do something is NOW.
The road of good intentions never leads to anywhere.
Sorry i just got the name wrong... i got carried away... it was so painful..
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There are NGOs which do their bit at rescuing. that isnt even the hardest part of the whole business..the most difficult part is intergrating the girls into society. I remember when i had first moved to bombay, i stayed in powai for a couple of months where my roommates had employed a young girl of about 16-17 as a maid, who was a rescued sex-worker. we paid her well, and kept food for her, gave her old clothes in good conditions and the likes. the whole deal turned lousy when we got in a new roommate. the day she got to know the girl used to be a sex-worker, she spread the word in the society and we had the toughest time trying to talk to people and fighting to keep her. i cannot explain the pain of trying to protect the girl from the whole lot of people who claim theirs is a "decent society" and all the bull shit. it really realy hurt, more so becasue the girl dissapeared the next day and we never heard from her again.we moved out of that place in a few weeks, but the guilt still stings. maybe if we had been more stringent in keeping it a secret, she'd still be around, relatively safer, i'd like ot believe.
Everybody can help..all you have to do is contact an NGO and see where you can fit these girls. they are usually a very scared lot, and almost always quiet...contrary to popular belief of loud and suggestive behaviour.you could go teach them english/basic math/reading/writing. you could employ them in your office/homes, or just go meet them and talk to them.its not so difficult, though it feels weird at first.
http://www.rescuefoundation.net/rescue.htm
thank you for sharing that zequix. may your tribe increase.
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