I am Bar Dancer.The media always highlights me. Do you remember me ? Me with
beautiful eyes,attractive personality always attracts all the people around me.I
am always exaggerated unnecessarily because of my poverty and my poverty has
led me here .I also wanted normal life but my poor conditions pushed me in such
life.Now ,I want to hear my story dear,because me too a human being,who is made
unlistened,unseen,fleshy thing,used ,thrown ,killed,used mercilessly ,even the
films like “Talash” represent less me.Am a I less human,am I thing ,can you
hear me please,the noisy sound around city eats me day by day ,I get remain as
a doll here in the mid of light.You know ,the humanness is also in myself and
my story begins this way.
I had so much economic problems at
my house so my family could not support for my education .I began to worry
about my sister's study after my SLC. She began to give tuition classes to
children and later I joined to boarding schools so that I could have regular
incomes to buy books and other materials for her. She could not attend the
classes regularly in college, so only in holidays of schools She used to take
classes in colleges and She did join various volunteer groups and began
to work with them. Whole day I used to dance to give her to study in schools
and at evening time she used to dance give tuition classes.
She tried for various scholarships in colleges and got them they also helped
her to buy my books. She completed her intermediate anyhow .She had dreamed of
being the educated daughter of my family as my father had always dreamed of.
The big family size, the growing necessity of family members always became
tackles to my life as there was food scarcity in my family. We used to live in
rented house and we had no money to pay them.
The loans made our days more pathetic. There used to arise multiple questions
in my mind will I be ever able to fulfill my dream of leading my family carefully fulfilling their basic needs. I was
just two years older from my sisters and always dreamed of giving her good
life.So ,that time only twenty thousand rupees used to be my desire every day
,out of which I saved for my sisters specially three hundred rupees for going
for college and three hundred rupees for returning in a month because
discounts were made upon students’ identity card and that she had. The
desire to lead a good life with educated image never left her in any situation.
My mind, my heart and my eyes seek nothing only one thing that is complete
education for my sister .The penniless condition always made me sad .Coming to
Mumbai ,I get the job in Dance Bar and after a hard labor and it helped me a lot. I did a hard labor and gave extra time for dancing .It helped a lot to overcome my problems, now
I became able to make a good living for my families.
Even after that I got married and began to work in Mumbai in Bar
because in a way it was my regular income which led me more experiences
in my life.I feel happy that I am very confident of my work and always eager to
learn something new. There were girls from various corners of India,even
Nepalese girls arrive here. My diary not only includes their names ,it has
their photos too. There is hot news of closing bars in TV.
Suddenly I got my eyes open and I remember I was dreaming something what
I saw in Television News. I realize the voice made me compel to listen her
because she is sad and giving interview for my channel. Her sad face made me
more eager to know about her. Now this experience has led me to be writer of
film here, it is the right platform me because I know the value of writing who
give so much space to the girls from different social, economic, ethnic and
geographical background and arrive in bar in hope to have better life for
themselves.
It has been eight years of closing bars in Mumbai and the demand of
opening bar has made me attracted towards it, even high court denied it. The
media have been presenting the lamentation of those bar girls and I got engaged
to listen them with them closing my diary.
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