Namaste sabko π. My name is Senjuti I live in Nagpur and I am a sex worker. I have been working in this field for the last 5 years. My mother's affection forced me to enter this field. Mother's love in the sense my mother's second husband bought me here. When I was 12 years old my father passed away. I have 5 brothers and a sister and I am the elder one among them. After the death of my father, my mother married a second time to survive, and manage day-to-day expenses. So my second father suggested to my mother that she should allow me to join a job because he can't meet the expenses of everyone on his own So he made me joined a brothel without my mother consent. He shows up on me 15th of every month to collect 50% of my income and allow me to talk to my mother on the phone and she is very happy and unaware of my existing conditions. Two of my brothers and sisters among the five are now studying in a convent school so my mother doesn't know that I am a prostitute and what do I do for a living?. I am 10 th passed and secured 89% in my board exam and I had a dream of becoming president of India wanted to work for my nation. I wanted to join politics but I joined this field when I was 15 years old. In this field, if you are a young and a sex worker then you are in high demand so I earn 500 to 1000 Rs on daily basis. I am young so I have several customers also but as I get older then customers will also reduce, I don't know how long this is going to work. if I talk about my first experience was very bad just take an example of a small ring π if it doesn't fit on your finger then you forcefully try to fit in and do the same 15 more times Similarly, I have also gone through this. What else you expect from a 15-year-old girl. I have seen several types of customer from a hungry dog to a decent one. If a married person visits then either their wife is dead or their wife can't satisfy them or wants 2 girls in their life. Some people are so good that they visit and pay without touching me, they spend time with me talk about my sufferings. I have tried many time to get out of this hell, tried to take admission in a college or for another job but they ask me about my experience. What I have done for the past 5 years? If I lie then they get to know about me from somewhere. Why would someone allow me to take admission?? Why would someone give me a job????
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