Workers Services

Social service is a profession.

Dalip Singh Wasan, Advocate.

When I was crossing twenty five, my parents were having worries about my marriage and as per their wisdom and as per their position in the society, they discovered a match for me. The man was about ten years far more than of my age and I had been told that his earlier wife had committed suicide. The facts had been not fully recognized to my parents, but since the man was having a home and was also having a modest shop, they convinced me that he shall be supplying boarding and lodging to me and this is the ultimate goal prescribed here in India and both parents and the bride are happy that they could locate out a match who can bring some income in the house.

I could not consult my friends, since most of my friends had been married and they had been not telling me good stories about their married life. The main problems were that the income of the husband was on lower side, he was a drug addict, he was indulging in gambling, he was a drunkard, he was having relations with other women and the like. All these facts were disturbing and consequently, I had calculated that this is the ultimate fate of every of us and as a result, when others are bearing all these difficulties and are still living with their husbands, I too can venture and I really went to the new home without having any pleasure, any happiness and without having any hopes in my mind.

The very first night was nothing much more than the sex and I also participated in that course since here in our region this had been the ultimate goal of marriage. I had noted that the man had not prepared himself for the occasion and it had been a basic ceremony. He had been with his friends and when he entered my room, he was fully drunk and took me in his arms and started kissing me here and there and embracing me tightly. Since this was the initial time I could have kisses from a man, I enjoyed and placed myself prior to this man who could utilize me as per his own discretions.

In the morning he once more took one or two pegs and was having hungry eyes on my face and on all my rounds and horizons. His sister had been here and when this ceremony ended, she left for her own house and thus we two were left all alone. And this man began living with me and I noticed that the only aim in his life was sex and as a result, as and when he could get time, he took me in his arms, started kissing me and then having his final satisfaction without caring for my participation. I took this all as my fate and started living with the man.

In due course he had began calling his friends to the home to have a face seeing ceremony. All were having praise for my beauty and had been telling to my husband that he had been a lucky person who could get such a gorgeous girl and they were also telling him that the girl is too young and he was at least ten twelve years older than me. He was having all love with me in their presence and listening praise, he came in motion and took me to the inner room and came out after having sex with me. The friends sitting there had been watching all that and thus 1 of two began visiting my house when my husband had been out. They talked about my husband and sometime they brought some eatables for me. And I noticed they started touching my body and they started kissing me. I could not raise alarm since I was afraid of my husband. When they left me, they gave me some dollars and when I handed over this cash to my husband, he did not raise objections. I due course I realized that all these visits had been preplanned and I had been informed that my husband had been collecting cash from them before he allowed them to visit the home.

I had been enjoying my life for some days, but when I talked all this to my mother, she was disturbed and told me that I need to not become a prostitute. An Indian woman must not have sex beyond the husband since it is a sin, it is a crime and it is a misconduct. I promised that I would not enable others to have approach to my body and when some one approached me, I came out of the home and started calling other ladies from the neighbourhood to aid me. I noted that one lady had started taking much interest in me. I came to know that she was a social worker. She had started coming to me house and she had been sitting with me for hours together. She took me to the ladies cell established in the city by the state to aid those ladies who are in trouble. I was not ready to lodge a complaint against my husband, simply because I was having a fear in my mind that my husband shall shunt out me and I had left the house of my parents and that house was not open for me now. I was trying to adjust myself under these changed circumstances. But this lady was not happy with me. She wanted that I should lodge a complaint against my husband and I should name the men and women who had been utilizing me with the consent of my husband or without his consent. She also desired that I must tell the police that my husband had began earning from his friends and other customers who had been sent to me and who had sex with me.

When I refused to lodge a complaint against my husband, this lady was not happy and then she herself started bringing at least one man with her and she allowed him to have all with me and that too in her absence. She started threatening me that if I raise an alarm, she would tell the men and women that she herself had referred to as this man and had put her as guard till the course ended.

I went to my parents time and once more, but I was not telling what had been happening with me. I told them that all is well at her house. I had been raising objections before my husband, but he normally said, “ I am not earning a lot. If you have began earning and helping me, it is excellent and this body is vanish-able and if some people enjoy this body and make payment, it is not very good. You are giving them something in charity and this charity concept is very old in India and when we give our body in charity, this is the supreme charity.” This was the life philosophy of my man who had been appointed as my husband by my parents. My parents knew all this but they had been not interfering and thus the procedure continued till that date the men and women could get pleasure from my body. And ultimately they left and I noticed that I had to face hard days. I was talking to my mother, “ Mother those were excellent days when I had been earning and had been running the family administration. Now I have stopped earning and for that reason, I am starving and my husband who is al old man is also starving.” My mother was too old and consequently, she could not listen what I had said to her and she put her right hand on my head and said, “ My daughter you are excellent. I have full hope in you and I shall see that you shall start earning once again”. The social worker had been coming to me and was desiring that I need to accommodate some old men and they shall give much more dollars than the young folks and they would not be utilizing my body as the young folks had been utilizing. I shall remain fresh.” I was surprised to note that this old social service lady was still in the line in this old age. One day I asked, “ Dear aunt, you ought to leave this line now. A lot had been carried out by you. Now you must have some devotion towards God.” And a quite easy reply was from her side, “I have got no source of income and if I stop this work, I shall die of hunger. This work is going on simply because the old men and women are also interested in having change and I find out subjects which could give them a change.”

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