Saturday, December 12, 2009

Standing Tall Amongst Prostitutes, Rajasthan, India, November 31, 2009

Does it really have to be this way?

Does she only have one choice? Does her community need to turn her into a prostitute?

When you look at her, can you see someone other than a child of a prostitute?

Will the men in this village find work other than selling their girls to foreign nationals?

Will she be sent to the Gulf States to serve the needs of strangers, with 'house servant' written on her papers?

Will she then be sent back to Rajasthan, pregnant and without the support of the father?

Does she really have one purpose in life? Maybe two?

Do her people remember a past when they used to live another life, when their woman danced on ropes and their men played instruments, when people used to cheer and her people earned a living by entertaining common folks and royalty in such a way?

She stands tall amongst prostitutes, she is our hope for the future, one without the need for such, one that separates us from such a world of hopelessness, of such oppression.

This is her stand, you are her witness.