Red Light Area of Pakistan
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There is a certain winding road in the ancient walled city of Lahore, walking down which you come face to face with the real heart of life. Rising like the heat and sand of centuries past, almost as old as the Mughals themselves, it’s life staring you boldly in the face: hot, humid, stark….it makes you sweat with it’s unblinking, almost naked intensity. I have found here the cure for any sadness that torments the human soul…. have felt my own melt into insignificance in it’s grimy dust.
Hedged in by the majestic 'Emperor's Mosque', lies here the Heera Mandi or Diamond Market….which is the infamous Red light district of Pakistan. Once famed for its courtesans and dancers sought by princes and noblemen, the modern day sex trade is a far cry from it. Yet, military coups, taliban regimes, poverty and wars are the changing winds against which this island of dark pleasures and revelry has stood the test of time…almost like the beating heart of this dusty old city.
A place of darkness….it comes alive only as the sun sets in its russet sky. The swiftly falling night blankets the poverty and dirt that lies exposed by the day. The smell of rich sweet delights mingles with that of freshly sliced coconut and sugar cane, as vendors call to the passing crowd, with wooden stalls piled high with spices, mangoes, cucumbers, and all kinds of exotic wares. Hawkers roam with strings of roses and jasmine petals, along with beggars with scrawny outstretched hands. Lurking at corners, drug dealers exchange grubby hands with loafers; shady pimps with prospective customers. And everywhere... the heat and chaos of breathing, sweating humanity pressed together.
The sound of tabla, or eastern drums reaches you even before you step into the brothels. Blaring from transistors are popular bollywood songs, rising over the din of beeping horns, motor cycles and donkey carts. Rickety buildings jostle one another as if each is fighting to hold on to every last inch of it’s space on the ground.
Women dressed seductively in bright silk tunics and tinsel, perch on the upper storied windows, beckoning you with henna painted hands with glass bangles. There are no doors to the dimly lit buildings, but just myriad coloured curtains hanging at the entrance of each….witholding the promise of secret pleasures within.
Once inside the curtained room, all else fades away. A nod to the right person, an exchange of notes, and suddenly you’re looking within the jewel case itself: A young girl gently sways her hips to music….the ‘gungroo’ or little metallic bells strapped to her feet making a little tinkle as her feet softly strike the ground.
Her olive skin gives off the jasmine aroma of distant lands….her long dark hair moving alluringly against her slim waist… her eyes with their far away gaze, blackened with kohl. Portly businessmen lean back on cushions against the walls, twirling mustaches and drinking hashish. One can almost sense lust like a living presence in the room, making one choke on it.
The girl dances….the fans overhead whirl…and the sultry heat keeps twisting and rising in an endless circle of desire. As old as time itself. The woman gives them a fantasy to carry home with them….to smile at as they go about their other, real lives…to dream of as they lie besides the mother of their children at night….
At first glance, yes. But these ‘jewels’ in this diamond market of flesh mask an ugly core. Under the glamorous exterior is a rotting, foul reality….one that reeks with misery like the stench of gutters in the back alleys. Some of these girls have been forced into this profession as young as 11, disease and aids a possible threat no one wants to face. Birth control is an unheard of concept so that many of them get pregnant before their 16th birthday, after which their market value falls rapidly.
Children, born to the trade, run around astray like the starving dogs in the filthy streets. For a pretty girl, the prospects are still better: that of being sold to a rich arab sheikh in the middle east, or being 'kept' by rich business men in the posh city neighbourhoods. Till she reaches her shelf life, that is.
But mostly, by 30, it means being reduced to an early old age, countless unwanted pregnancies, and eventually selling oneself for as cheap as 20 rupees i.e. less that a dollar even! And only one motive driving them all: the fear of starvation from poverty that looms large and dark in every corner of their benighted world.
In a muslim society, dominated by men, she’s cursed….spat at…an unclean necessity that must be tolerated so that men can guard their ‘respectable' marriages back home. Used and discarded as if no more than an object…she’s as easily dispensable, as the next girl in line reaching puberty.
....And yet, the dance must go on…. her smile must camouflage the tears burning within…..and her eyes with their dark haunted look must keep staring into the distance…where no light ever shines for her.
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you're welcome Mr.happy....been reading your stuff...great work! cheers!
A very informative and superbly written piece. I hope that one day a light will shine for for these women…
thank you so much Nancy...yes, one can only hope...
"....And yet, the dance must go on…. her smile must camouflage the tears burning within…..and her eyes with their dark haunted look must keep staring into the distance…where no light ever shines for her."
I am keeping that for anytime that I feel selfpity in my own life, a truly remarkable hub that so took me into a world that I can only say scares me. The UK have life easy compared to this, I feel greatful for my life after reading your hubs, you keep writing young lady, I will make you laugh and you educate me in your culture. Many hugs to my fav writer !
hey, BC where would hubpages be without your magnetic presence and wit!? you're a real sweetheart....thanks a million! x
And again you bring up images that live and breathe. I can smell that street.
it's a strange mix of beauty and misery...these south asian cities. thanks for reading cally2...cheers!
i really like the henna body work that i have seen on a lot of the dancers,at other sites
This is remarkably written. I love your use of metaphors, similes, and the extreme detailed descriptions you used in this hub. Beautiful.
Loveofnight, yes...henna is beautiful, isn't it...these women have mastered the art..!
Wesley, coming from someone as talented as you, I value every word. thank you so much...
BC!!! I can't believe this!!! for someone like me, it's overwhelming.....I'm just happy with the few people who read my work and genuinely feel it. Thank you for being there...(hugs)
Interesting and informative hub. Look forward to reading more from you.
I came across this on the Hubnuggets blog, congratulations on your nomination. You have a gift of poetic writing; the writing is vivid with imagery. I could have wished you expanded a little more on the plight of the girls. I wish this hub was longer; I would have liked to read more. Very good writing!!!! I feel so sorry for those girls. I wish I could help them escape to a better life with more chances.
thanks for reading Jerilee and Paradise. Yes, I actually cut short the hub because i felt it might be too much for most readers, but I plan to write a follow up to this soon...thanks once again for all the appreciation!
What a wonderful way with words. You paint a vivid picture, and I echo Paradise, more please.
Also, congratulations on the HubNugget Wannabe nomination and good luck!
Great job! fantastic writing, you have my vote!
I'm so deeply grateful to you all...thank you Duchess and High for taking the time to read...take care...will be reading your work soon too...x
If a picture paints a thousand words then you have painted a masterpiece. You are a truly gifted writer, I am in awe.
I read some of your other posts and believe you should take your 'place' among the great writer's of today. Your thoughts need to be shared with more than the hubbers found on this site. The world is an open book and you can fill a void with your words. I sincerely hope you are considering finding an agent/publisher and sharing your ownworld, I have not been as moved reading anything for quite some time. You are an incredible gift to us all.
With admiration and warmest wishes.
I nearly cried (happy tears) at your words Carmen....I guess, a simple 'thank you' is too small a word for appreciation such as yours....yes, i always dreamt of being a writer, but at the moment, I couldn't ask for more than to have a place like this where i can pour out my thoughts...and have them read and felt by brilliant minds!...thank you once again x
And BC...you're a sweetheart....my first real fan here....have a good one too....!
Wonderful and insightful, not many people writing hubs like this. Well done.
Absolutely wonderful piece. Congrats on your HubNuggets nomination.
I am absolutely quiet after reading your hub My Own World. You have beautifully captured certain things and to actually feel the emotions .. ahhh! Congratulations for being a Hubnugget Wannabe! Don't hesitate to promote to your friends and family. Yes, even non hubbers can vote. http://hubpages.com/_hubnuggets10/hub/cirque-du Enjoy the Cirque Du Hubnuggets!
thank you Chesney, rmcrayne and ripple for reading and appreciating.
I feel overwhelmed at being nominated, but I just cannot bring myself to view this as a competition (or ask people to vote for me)...I just pour my soul into my work...and if my words reach and touch even one person out there, it's joy for me. thank you all..X
MOW,
You definitely have a gift for writing, transporting and therefore reaching people. As a fellow competitor for HubNuggets, I was skeptical about BadCo’s high praise. I thought ‘she can’t be that good’ and wondered what his angle was. Then I read your hub, and hat’s off to Bad, he was absolutely right. I think you will do far more than write and entertain people, you will influence. All the best to you.
Rose Mary
it's a wonderful feeling being read by writers as talented as you yourself are, so thank you! BC is like my mentor here....without his encouragement, I'd be lost. Bless his generous soul....
Sometimes we take for granted what luxuries we do have in the US.
This is what I enjoy the most about Hub Pages, a fresh view into other parts of this world.
You go girl! Keep up the good work, I could picture it like I was there!
Hi myownworld;
Just wanted to say hello and congrats, on making Shirley Anderson's HubNugget Roundup!
Keep up the good work... I like your Hub!
Beautifully written MyOwnWorld!!
Although the world of which you speak is soooooooooo far removed from my own on the surface, there are universal truths/shame that all women carry!!
Thank you sooooooooooooo much for shedding light on this part of the world!! Prayers for our lovely sisters who find themselves a commodity!!
Blessings always, Earth Angel!!
Hi,
Good informative contents.
Keep it up !
This hub has some very good descriptive material; it's like the "new journalism" as they once called it. Of course, human nature shows its darker side in the "red light" trade. It really is appalling what human beings do to each other. Maybe you could give us an indepth hub about the life of one of these unfortunate women. Later!
I am literally at loss of words to praise this amazing piece of writing. I was hoping to find just another article on Heera Mandi, but i am surprised at what I found here.
You have done a marvelous job, keep it up my dear, you are going to bag a great fame by your writing.
I just wish I could write like you :)
wow wt a pleasure to read, slike a bit of poetry>: wt sneaky and evocative flow you use to craft this unknown perspective for us in real time with sights and sounds and smells and despair. beautiful.
A big thank you to Shipsuper, Moneyglitch, Earth, Forex, Cosmo, Nexpert and Grrowl for your wonderful and warm words. It's my pleasure entirely that u found the time to read and comment!
Yes, Earth I know what you mean....and I think we can all feel their pain even sitting in the comfort of our homes...Yes, Kosmo, I plan to do more on my next visit to lahore....Nexpert just pour your heart into your writings and hopefully it will reach people...Grr you just make me smile...thank you all!!
I felt as though I was there. Thanks for the great hub!
My pleasure John...thanks for stopping by!
I've got something to learn about a good writing. Thank you for sharing.
You have the ability to put the reader right in the middle of whatever you are writing. I've read this three times now, and everytime can see the fat business men lining the walls, I can smell the scent in the air and I can see and hear the unrulely kids running the streets. In the words of Hank Moody "You can't make someone a writer, either they have it or they don't." Well you definately have it. And you've got a death grip on it.
Great job!
I'm just overwhelmed at your words blood. I think ever since a kid I've wanted to write..hell, my thoughts sometimes come to me as sentences in my very sleep....it's crazy! thanks for reading...for all you've felt... for the wonderful appreciation! x
This is so well written, powerful and heartbreaking. I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.
thank you Amy for reading and the kind words...and best of luck with that job! x
Awesome myownworld. The way you have potrayed the emotions is simply brilliant. I have also voted for ur hub and it really deserves to win. I knw how it feels when you win, coz I had also won when I was new and I hope u will win too. Keep inspiring mortals like us. Tc
jay thanks for reading and your wonderful words of encouragement! you put a big smile on my face! take care..
Intense. Fantastic. Thank you :)
cry: thank you for reading...and appreciating!
I am really happy to be in a new world via your eyes, definitely this is your ourownworld.
what a lovely thing to say soni....! thank you so much....
Thank you for the education. Nobody can shine a light on this subject as brilliantly as you do. Still it was hard to read, and I feel so helpless to do anything about it. I try my best to speak out on the injustice here in my country. I'm on the Political Hub. LOL to you.
my pleasure entirely Friendly...there's power in words, and hope lives through them...so just voicing them seems to me a form of positive energy that we put out there. keep writing..and thank you for reading!
Insightful and incisive. Poignant as well. TQ
thank you stormhunter for reading...a few words can say so much !
The story is sad and breaks my heart, but your way of telling the story is remarkable and your writing is beautiful.
escritor, thank you for all your wonderful comments....yes, writing is second nature to me...my thoughts literally come in my mind as 'sentences' that i need to pin down...it's crazy actually! anyway, pleasure to be read by you...cheers!
I'm so glad you left a comment on Best Wishes, otherwise I might not have found you for quite some time. I've read two articles of yours so far and found both of them very moving. I'm looking forward to the next one.
I'm a little late, but your words express so much. It is always a pleasure to read them. I've only just discovered how to track my comments... it will be a long evening... no morning. LOL
Really interesting hub. Your writing style is great.
thank you English, Carmen and Nia for the lovely comments! it's a wonderful feeling to be read and appreciated...so cheers for stopping by and making my day!
Myownworld, I cannot tell you how much your piece tore at my heart. I weep for these gals and more so since a young gal went missing here in FL and the fear we have in knowing about human trafficking with gals ending up in brothels as far away as Asia. Your writing is so sensitive and brings me to tears: a sign that you transported us there.
Excellent writing.
I was most touched by your words Zenani. It's my pleasure to be read by you...thank you.
With every hub of yours I learn more and more of you and from where you originated. Your writing is of the very best quality and you give me cause to catch my breath and almost cry of what my mind sees and the smells and sounds become so real. A moment there I could smell the sewer of man's debauchery of shame. The horrors of life for these young maids are so heart breaking. Thank you for sharing this MOW. CC
I am moved to tears by all your comments.....a writer for whom I have such respect and warmth in my heart! thank you...a happy, silent one... straight from the heart x
Oh my! You're such a gifted writer! What a picture you paint! It's a terrible shame what those women go through, and for a small fraction of military aid we send to Pakistan, we could probably buy them all and give them a chance at a real life! Who knows what those people could be capable of if given a real chance. It's so sad and I feel so helpless....
i know Poppa....for someone like u who believes so much in love, i can imagine how you must have felt reading this. With all that positivity u put out in the world, let's hope some of it travels to them...and gives them hope somehow! thanks darling for stopping by...x
your a wonderful writer. your passion is evident
hi I am Khalil from Pakistan.
I am new comer in this world of writing on internet. great work from you side. I am trying to apprciate your work by different comments I think this is unique
Thank you for the education. Nobody can shine a light on this subject as brilliantly as you do. Still it was hard to read, and I feel so helpless to do anything about it. I try my best to speak out on the injustice here in my country. I'm on the Political Hub. LOL to you.
Oh my! You're such a gifted writer! What a picture you paint! It's a terrible shame what those women go through, and for a small fraction of military aid we send to Pakistan, we could probably buy them all and give them a chance at a real life! Who knows what those people could be capable of if given a real chance. It's so sad and I feel so helpless....
This is so well written, powerful and heartbreaking. I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.
thank you Christine for reading yet again! Am looking forward to reading your work too...
What a great comment Tipu! I'm from lahore....and I feel all the problems this country faces right in my blood! Hope will never be lost if we keep writing.... Thank you for your appreciation. It was most touching...:)
I notice a couple of posts here expressing their helplessness in the face of problems like this. But I am not sure that Americans are helpless. In fact, the Pakistani government has to be very careful right now to stay in the good graces of the United States. I suggest writing to your congressman, because if enough people do this, then maybe something can be achieved -- what's the point being a citizen of the world's only superpower if you do not use this power to help change that world.
I agree Adsense....we as people have more power than we imagine! You inspire me in more ways than you know... :)
I hv just joined hubpages & this is the 1st hub tht I read.
I really liked reading this piece. I think the way u write is really remarkable. I hv already started luving Hubpages.
Keep up the gud work!!
thank you Vaneet for your appreciation! welcome here!
Great descriptive writing and wonderful photos, I rated this up! :)
thanks Richieb my good old pal! x
Life is too hard too often -thanks. Great hub and writing.
yes, Micky...but hope is very stubborn too. Take care my friend...and thank you so much for stopping by! x
When I read something and I can actually smell the smells described in the writing, Feel the rhythm of the street, the pulse of the passersby... I know that I am in the presence of a great story teller.
Needless to say nicely done.
Mikel
Mikel, your words are truly humbling....thank you....deeply appreciated. :)
That's some excellent writing right there MOW, loved it. The main body was very sensual, with all its tastes and smells, but just as I was about to go pack my case and jump on the next flight, BAM! The sour aftertaste that accompanies eating too many sweets, the tragic human element. May they all find happiness as best they can.
Told you I had a guilty conscience.
It's nice to see you here Mrv.....I truly value your comments because I so admire and respect you as a writer. And lol...I like people with a guilty conscience... they're somehow kinder, more forgiving.... ;) Do take care, and hope to talk more to you in the forums soon! (that cursed hubtivity is not going anywhere I'm afraid...but atleast, you tried!)
Wow MOW, you are amazing!I was completely lost in your writing and was quite enjoying myself in the begining, it felt almost magical and lovely until the truth started to come out and I was completely shocked. I love the way you provoked not only one of my emotions but a number of them, that shows just what a great writer you are. This story is so sad, and even more sad because it's true. We really don't know how lucky we are. Thankyou for sharing this with us MOW, keep shining :)
A pleasure to see you Sophs.....and I feel happy when the silent unheard voices of these women reach someone. Thank you for reading and feeling with me.... :)
this story was hypnotic,steamy,sultry. you are very good! man if you could make a story that intense last for a two or three hour read whew, bestseller!
Thank you Joe for that great comment! Really made me smile.... :)
ITS VERY NICE KEEP IT UP
Thank you Sania for the comment!
There are so many comments here that I confess to not having read them, only your hub. If I repeat words someone else has already offered here, I apologize.
Your ability to take us to dark places and see the reality of them is magnificent. Your topics are dark and gritty--you write about topics other writers will not. You show the world as it really is, and we might not like what we see.
I am so impressed. Thank you for sharing your work with us.
Mike
Thank you Mike for your kind words....am overwhelmed really....
Very interesting. I saw a program the other night on the "bacha bazi" (by sex toys) tradition in Afghanistan. Are you familiar if a similar thing is common in Pakistan too?
lol...Greek...!! Are you talking about sex toys?? Honey, this is prostitution, a totally different thing altogether as far as I know! But do share what you saw...not quite sure what it is. And hey, nice to see you here! thanks old friend for stopping by...:)
lol.. no, the boys themselves are sex toys.. taken from a young age by rich men and warlords, the are basically sex slaves. Google it and you will see.. very sad
oh god, no, that is not common in pakistan, or I'd known about it. I must read more about it though...reminds me of Kite Runner. I think I might actually do a hub on this too.... so thanks for the idea, will read up some more. How horrible some of life's realities are, no? That is why I sometimes come in the forums just to laugh away the things one sees and feels in real life.... take care, Greek.... :)
Wonderful depiction of the world's oldest trade!! The situation is ver similar in India too and I think that inspite of the little glitz its the same in Europe and reast of the western world!! Its a shame that society has not brought to an end!!
I know dream... but maybe this profession continues because the need for it is there. I don't think it can ever end, so we need to give these women the respect they deserve, despite what they do for a living. Anyway, thank you for your comment... much appreciated!
This would make an interesting movie. A young child starts off in the trade, eventually a wealthy man takes interest in her, but doesn't love him, yet he loves her and supports her. She meets this other poor guy on the side and falls in love with him, perhaps he makes a living as a starving artist, and she falls in love with his heart. Eventually the wealthy old man starts becoming very possessive, especially after he catches her with this other guy. Things turn bad, and she leaves him and his wealth behind. The story ends with her being with the other guy she met (the artist), and he sells his first book or painting or whatever, and the movie ends. But she found love, has comfortable home, and starts her life anew, so it's a happier ending. :)
:) love the idea origin! Perhaps, I could write a book with this theme... I so want to! Thank you for that great comment....it's so nice to have you on HP!
Glad to be here!! hehehe :)
stay the way you are origin...! :)
I am! I think I'm stuck this way, like permanently!! :P
lol..good! :)
I felt as if I was very much there...very well written miss!!
Thank you Sheraryar for reading and the comment! :)
your work is so soulful and lovely. there is so much pain that you write about but not in the usual way. Your work reminds me a lot of Hessee, I am certain you have many stories to share with others in the future, possibly a book or two. I write about psychology and other things. I envy your talent, what a way your have with words. Your turn them into music. I love the way you write. Visit if you like. I have a few hubs, perhaps you can read through what I am saying. Thank you. I will be back to read more.
Deeply touched by your kind words Solar...thank you. Will be reading you soon...:)
brilliant, excellent, informative, i must follow you
Thank you hubmu for reading and becoming a fan! Take care :)
One of the very best hubs I've seen. Great work... Surprising to me that such a 'thing'exists openly in pakistan. Please keep writing, you are a great inspiration...
@ MeGunner: Thank you for your kind words... I really appreciate your taking the time to read and comment! take care :)
Very intense and moving account of prostitution, and what it must be like for the persons involved. (:v
@ Valerie: I wish words could do justice to the true reality of the situation; alas, I have only tried! Thank you so much for your appreciation.
I am immensely moved and impressed by the intensity and precision of the words and sentences used in your hub…it’s an utter shame that we men have fashioned the society according to our whims and fancies…in the bargain, make the other gender as portray nothing less than slaves…your hub is an amazing eye opener and makes one realize that we ourselves are responsible for the misfortunes of our society we live in…thank you for the enlightenment…wish I could write like you do…
"A prayer for the wild at heart, kept in cages"
Your kind words are deeply appreciated jamsheed. Really, there is no bigger compliment for a writer than to know your words have reached and touched a chord within your reader. I live for such moments. Thank you.
That quote by TW is just beautiful..... truly so! Take care :)
ur work is veryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy appreciable.
Thank you totti for reading and commenting :)
Hey MOW. What a crazy sad old world we live in. As always, so wonderfully felt and written. As you know, Ive seen a bit of my world's version of this. Its everywhere, the sadness and destruction of lives brought on by exploiting human nature.
Hey there, how are you? I've been very busy with uni and work and the little time I do find is spent moderating Misha's websites. Hopefully, during the holidays should find more time for HP soon. Yes, prostitution - age old profession - and yet so much exploitation in it, not just physical, but on an emotional level too. Can you imagine having sex with someone you don't love? What must these women think and feel each time they're used and used again? How do they keep something alive... untouched almost within them? Perhaps, I should write a hub on this... ! Take care, will reply to your email soon x
no worries. :) Ive got a pretty good guess on how to keep that little bit of you alive. Survival, I think may be the strognest instinct we have.
xo
you said it DM! Survival... obstinate, resilient life (hope too perhaps?) stubbornly going on.... you think you'd die by now, but there we are still smiling again....
As always, you get to the heart of the matter with such feeling. These women must be slowly dying inside because they can never be free of the memories of what they do. They offer themselves up as a sacrifice every day. It is a terrible shame but there will never be an end to it.
Unfortunately, I haven't been able to write lately because I have carpal tunnel syndrome and it is painful to type for long. I will need an operation I think. I have so many ideas lately but they will have to wait for a while. They just have to stay as ideas for now.
Thank you for writing about such an important subject. Take care and I hope to read something new from you soon.
Humming, I always love seeing you and reading your comments; I know we share a common bond. I'm sorry too to know you're not well... such things can be so frustrating, esp. when one's mind is as active and alive as ever! Never mind, just take care of yourself... ideas like good wine only mature with time... :) Much love and healing sent your way x
What is so impressive for me about this hub is that you cross boundaries combining travel writing, poetic prose and social commentary so skilfully that the effect is greater than writing in any one of these genres would normally allow. I'm rarely this impressed. Bravo on an inspirational and heart-rending piece. You made the place come alive, in both its beauty and ugliness, in the most wonderful way and only the dullest of minds could but be moved by the plight of those described here.
McHamlet, comments like yours make me want to never stop writing. This was one of the first hubs I wrote here and is a very special one for me because this red light area in pakistan is one of the most unique and amazing places I've ever visited. (And trust me, I've seen the ones in paris and amsterdam too!).. but this place is like no other. Thank you for your appreciation.. :)
Great piece of writing exposing to the world the plight of such women who shine at nights in shimmering dresses covering their deep distress and suffering.For them tomorrow will never come it is just one long nice of oppression.
Thank you Juliet for reading, commenting and becoming a fan. Much appreciated :)
How you capture the essence of life in your writing belies a great talent and even greater heart. How you connect to the intricacies of these situations and deliver the appropriate words amazes me. I am always moved by your writing. The illusion vs reality. Incredible that we have grown so sophisticated with out internet, communications and travel yet we still descend into the same depravity. Another of your hubs relate to that statement. Thank you for a well-written glimpse of reality.
Michael, your comment sums up so well the truth to life.. the human condition itself. Perhaps, we shall always remain slaves to our lower instincts... while, prostitution - the age old profession, will always go on serving those needs. Anyway, thank you for the honor you do me with your time, interest and words. It has meant the world to me. Really. :)
A great hub and thank you so much for sharing. Your pictures complimented the words well.
Take care.
great hub and great photos. thumb up!
Truly exceptional hub! I didn't want to stop reading and I certainly didn't want it to end.
Thank you
Nice hub. Certainly you have unveiled the hidden aspects of a Muslim state. obviously this a difficult job especially for women. thanks for sharing.
Myownworld, You have written a wonderful hub full of insight. This hidden world is also part of humanity and shall be treated as human. Suffering and injustice with those women must be ended. Salute you for highlighting their concern.
Your posting is a very grave truth about our society. I have posted it on my face book wall.
Wow, what a hub, truly remarkable and sad, providing much frustration, a sense of futility and anger at everyone involved. Sadly, the words just dance off the page, its a crying shame for state and society just look on while the "flesh" is descreted by the next vulture. Hubs like these should continually be written to show at least that evil is abound. Thanks
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Very good blog! Thank you for it.