I met a call girl last night

Chandni Bar………I just finished the movie & reclined on bed with incessant blows of distressing end in my head. Things that happened with Mumtaz (Tabu) & her family were really very nerve-racking & pitiful & made my head heavy & eyes dizzy.

Suddenly, I heard doorbell & opened the door with a daze. I was stupefied with the sight of a 25-26 years old girl wrapped with rag on body & fright on face.
Before, I could surpass my shock & say any word, she closed the door & implored with joined hands & limped voice, `` please, let me get in. I am in big peril & need your favor. ``

I cleared the way for her & locked the door. I offered a glass of water & inquired the reason of this pitiable state.
She started with same panicked voice, `` I stay two blocks away from you with my five kids. People of this residential area are gone frenzied & want to kill me & my children. I left kids on a protected place & came to you just before my awful death. ``

I was utterly baffled & tensed with her words & asked, `` but, why they want to kill you & why did you come to me? ``
She continued, `` I am a call girl, an anathema for society in their eyes.
People are censuring me for their broken homes & relations. According to them, I am culpable for their lascivious brothers, sons & fathers. That’s why they want my blood to mollify their anger & sanctify this society. ``

Hearing this, my commiseration converted into rage & rage into a slap on her face & I shouted vehemently, `` yes, you are the culprit for their broken homes; you are a taboo for this society & they reserve all rights to slay you & throw your corpse into a gutter. Your type of girls do these heinous deeds just for extra enjoyment & luxuries. ``

My ruthless words made her burst into tears & she couldn’t stop her outburst, `` I am doing nothing for my luxury or comfort. I am doing everything for those parent less kids, who lost their family in recent Hindu-Muslim riot & that was done by your righteous society.
I am illiterate, deprived & not having any mean to raise these kids. After riot, I got them from road, burnt house, and gutter and embraced them without asking about their religion.
I knocked door of every supposed to be literate, civilized, and virtuous person of your society & got nothing else than aversion.
My kids went bread less for five consecutive days & struggled for each breath. Your society did parties, watched movies & visited 5-star hotels in those days but couldn’t throw a piece of bread to my kids.
Then, mocked from everywhere & frightened from thought of loosing my kids, I decided to stake most precious thing of my life for their life & accepted offer of a priest, who exchanged temple’s prasada for a touch. Like this, my children got first morsel of food on the sixth day & survived themselves. Then due to further worse circumstances, I started sleeping with your ethical society; I sold my self-respect & values for these children, who were not even born from my womb.
I am still better than these people, because I sold my morals for well-being of some stranger, not for my own sumptuousness or amusement; but your society got corrupted & unethical for their showy ambitions, big cars, grandiose houses, diamond watches, jewelry and braggadocio.
Now, my kids are going school, getting educated & will lead a cherished life, because I devoted every possible bit of mine for their cause & you consider me a blight for this society. ``

I couldn’t muster enough mettle to see in her eyes, because I was also part of that same hypocrite society, who judges a mortal person with their deed rather than his motive behind that & worships a divine entity in any given case. This society considers killing as a sin & celebrates Ravan`s killing day by Rama as a very auspicious festival; This same society considers cheating as wickedness & glorifies Krishna for doing this in Mahabharata; & morality behind these deeds is the justification given for this discrepancy. If a wrong deed of Rama / Krishna with right motives is moral, then why this girl is immoral; what is the reason behind this discrepancy between her & Rama or Krishna? `Righteousness or wickedness of any deed or motive is function of enforced premises`, why this rule is untrue for this girl?
People trade their integrity for wrong cause; she traded her body for right cause. Now, if she is a vile prostitute, then every person of this society got a whore in him & our society is flooded with more despicable prostitutes than her & no one got the right to decide between right and wrong.

I couldn’t understand, to whom should I compare her; either to Lord Vishnu for raising orphans just like her womb-born children; or to Maa Saraswati for making them educated; or to Lord Shiva for accepting venom of disgrace so that these kids can enjoy nectar of respectable life; or to Meerabai for devoting every tidbit of her in service of those lord-like kids.

I offered her my help with chocked throat & streaming eyes.
She said, `` I came to you just to tell about me & convince you to write a story on me. In few moments, I’ll surrender myself to this virtuous society. ``

I wanted to stop her & save her from this blind & double-standard society but didn’t know the way out. I don’t know when my tired eyes got closed while writing her story on my laptop.
I woke up next morning & asked my roomie about that girl. He mocked me saying, `` Ohh! Aajkal ghar me ladkiya lane laga hai raat ko? Ab ban raha hai tu asli mard. ``
Disconcerted with his words, I did futile try to search her in my apartment & didn’t even get a trace of her. Then I opened my lappy to search that MS- file in which I wrote her story yester-night.
After finishing all searches & getting nothing, I opened a new MS-file with the name, ` I met a call girl last night. `

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