Her Face became her Fortune... A True Story

Whenever Bhairavi walked from her home to fetch milk, village boys gathered at the paan ka galla stared at her. She was beautiful. Milk can perched on her head; she would walk with eyes downcast. There was something about Bhairavi. It was as if God had created her with great care - fair and fragile. She seemed so pure that local lads didn’t ogle or tease her. Even ruffian’s just looked--they never thought of violating her.

Bhairavi was from a lower caste family in a village on Ahmadabad -Meshana highway. Arjun was a young man of the same village, a Karmakandi Brahmin. His father was well-known in the district and would be called for all religious functions

Since he was a schoolboy, Arjun went to the temple with his father and assisted him with rituals. Like his father, he was an early riser and lived by a strict religious and exercise regime

He knew Bhairavi well and liked her. One day, he was returning from college in Mehsana when he saw her walking in his direction. When she got close, she smiled and said, “Jai Shree Krishna”. Arjun was stunned. This was the first time she had spoken to him. When he recovered his composure, he returned the greeting.

Arjun was in love. Bhairavi was on his mind all the time. He went to her and asked outright: “Will you marry me?” “Only, if you have the guts” replied the disbelieving lass.

When Arjun told his father, the latter exploded. He told his son that he would have to leave the house if he married Bhairavi.

Arjun said nothing. He went to Bhairavi’s place, held her hand and said, “Come with me”. The couple moved to Ahmadabad, got married in a temple and settled in eastern suburbs. Bhairavi couldn’t believe the turn her life had taken. She was married to a Brahmin! The couple was deeply in love. Arjun started working in a factory and they would go out on his day off. They decided to put off starting a family.

Everything was going well, till Arjun got into bad company at the factory and began drinking. Bhairavi couldn’t understand how such a religious person could go astray and tried counseling him. He admitted he was on the wrong path, but he was addicted. He lost his job and began borrowing to drink

Lenders began to create a scene at their home which was very painful for Bhairavi. Soon, Arjun took to country liquor and his liver was damaged. Admitted to hospital, he had a stroke that paralyzed one part of his body. After 15 days when he came home, he had nothing but tears.

In order to make ends meet and buy medicines for Arjun, Bhairavi started working. On the first day, she came home in tears. Arjun couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

It was five years since Bhairavi had come from her village. Her love for Arjun and the wish to keep him alive drove her to a drastic step. She had become a Sex Worker.

Again a Tragedy. I don’t know what to say but it really Hurts…..