Woman for Selling

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She looked like a housewife
He spoke close to me
Let’s go sir
I asked if the books would cost money
She said how much will you give?
I looked into his blue eyes
She was helpless. I told her to sit in the car
She was scared
She said how many men there are. I said don’t be afraid
I am alone
She remained silent
Then she said you will not bother me with cigarettes
I didn’t smile at all
Then he took a deep breath
You will not do me any harm
If you want to give me less than 500, please don’t hurt me
She was so beautiful, innocence was dripping from her words
Still, God knows why she was forced to sell her body
She did not know who I was
I asked, “Did you eat?”
I parked the car in front of the hotel and the hotelier knew me
He quickly packed the food and gave it to me
I got in the car
I walked to my office
The guard opened the door and parked the car
It was 11 o’clock at night and everyone was doing their job
She was constantly looking at me
I put the food on the plate
He told her to wash her hands
She said I did not eat
I said lovingly, “Don’t be afraid, nothing will happen.”
She came after washing her hands
She sat down in the chair in front of me and started eating
When I ate some food left over, she said I can take it home, I didn’t smile at all.
She became silent and started taking off her burqa. I said stop
Come and sit with me
She was surprised
Seeing this in my eyes, I said, do this quickly, leave me back
I said no, I will ask why you do that
Why sell the body
I can only say that you can give up all this
She started looking at my face. You look crazy to me
I looked into his eyes
Yes I am crazy
Everyone thinks I’m crazy
She said if there is nothing to do then leave me back
I put my hand on his head
Then take out 30k from the purse and put it in his hand
She was surprised and said I didn’t take it
Why are you giving me this money?
I felt a tired look on his face
She was holding back her tears
She kept telling me to just drop her back
I am scared
I reassured him there was nothing to fear
Please tell, whats the story of them big puppys …..
It was listening
Her eyes were wet
As if a Hour has fallen on him
I understood that someone was walking around in great pain. He opened the door and said in a trembling voice, “Leave me and come back.”
I told her to sit down
My name is Noman Rajput. Don’t be afraid
Feel safe
When he became convinced, there was nothing to worry about
Began to tell
The husband died and they have three daughters
The in-laws kicked him out
Parents have died. Brother, there is no one. She came to her uncle’s house
My cousin abused me
When I told my aunt, everyone called me wrong
I was pushed out of the house
A distant relative married me to an elder who also had children
Her children humiliated me
Then that husband also died
The daughters began to wander for exile
There was no roof, no bread
Hunger was poverty
Standing on the road, a gentleman came and said, “I will give you 5,000 for an hour.”
Unwillingly, her mother’s affection was tormented by the situation and she finally left
Now every day I sell my body, I will rent it, I have taken it home, I leave my daughters alone
What should I do? I have thought many times to commit suicide but I don’t dare to look at my daughters
She was crying. I was feeling the numbness of the times
He placed his hand on her head and said, “Noman is your brother from today.”
Take your daughters and stay in a room above my office
She couldn’t believe it
I got in the car and reached his house
The daughters were asleep and very cute
The heart raised in his lap found peace
She was constantly crying
I was told that you are angels
who are you
I brought it to my office
She started praying. She kept on praying. I told her to go to sleep
I went to my office room and in front of me passed the face of a girl who was arguing with her husband
She was telling him to divorce me. You don’t care about me. She was burning her house because of her stupidity.
What are the bitterness of those poor times?
What is the Disney of the Age? I wanted to tell you that it is easy for a girl who deliberately destroys her house to get a divorce.
Sometimes mother-in-law’s cry, sometimes Nand’s siapa, sometimes fight with Jhatani
By no means do I want to convey that I recommend for the mother to be inactive.
Settle your homes
By God, there comes a time when neither brothers nor sisters ask about the situation
Facial masks change over time
Noman will not be able to stand up to everyone everywhere. Yes, my pen may save someone from ruin.
Whatever the companion, he is your shield
Getting money from a real brother after marriage is like begging
My words can be understood by the woman who has gone through something like this
Like a companion, it is your garment. Remember, for the time being, you are just a piece of meat
Gone are the days when relationships were kept close
Now it can be played with relationships, lust can be fulfilled then it is thrown away
Yes, written in destiny, we cannot change, but we can also write destiny ourselves with patience and humility
I don’t know how many women leave their homes just because their husbands don’t give them time.

The one who comes later in life will be even worse
There is only one life. Live it with love and understanding
I do not call this society a society but a stinking society
There are looters standing here and there in the hope of the illusion of honor …
I will just say one thing at the end
If you do not have to go outside to fill your stomach
If you do not have to sell the body
If you have a headscarf
If people don’t trade you
If people don’t call you a savage
If your feet are clean
If you sleep in a safe place at night
Don’t waste your nest
Otherwise it will be trampled and torn
Ask those who are divorced
She is wondering how many children she will become a father’s companion
Don’t know how he will behave
And then she spends her whole life listening to this sarcasm. If it was so good, why would she get a divorce?
Well, the girl is safe, thank God, but she is crying
In the apathy of time
And you know, in a woman’s ruin, there is a man somewhere
The one who leaves after falling in love is the claimant or the one who divorces after getting married is unlucky
The woman, by God, is a prisoner in the chains of my society
Sometimes on her father’s turban, sometimes on her mother-in-law’s poisonous tone
Sometimes because of the husband’s ego, sometimes because of the children
If men understand my writing then maybe my society will change
Yes, there are some women in the bazaar who, no matter how much respect you give them, prefer to be the splendor of the bazaar more than the veil of honor. Then such unfortunate women give birth to a stinking society.