Doesn't life give us like we want. We wish for good and bad happens. And it gets so bad that you are forced end your life. I too used to be very happy in my life, when my parents were there, but one incident changed my whole life. I was the princess of my palace. If I asked for anything, everything was available within a moment. There was only happiness. My parents never let tears come from my eyes. They loved me very much and if I ever got hurt, they would get very sad. Their love, their presence was full of my life with filled happiness.

But now I'm cried everyday. I beg for two square meals a day. Now when I get hurt I have no one to love me and heal my wounds.When I see girls of my age going to college, I see them having fun, I feel very sad that I wish I could also go, I wish I could also live life freely. Then I understand in my heart that not everyone gets everything. If mom and dad had not died in the accident, I too would have lived my life happily and joyfully.

Earlier I used to live in a palace but now I live in a dilapidated hut. No one is there for me, when I cry, when I sleep hungry, when I am in pain. Sometimes I think of killing myself, but I also have a reason to live. My life is my only reason for living, my younger brother "Neil ". Now he is my life, my hope, Just when I thought life was going well, but a big strom came into my life, who broke me.

My little brother Neil he has brain tumor. I still remember that day when I got a call from school that Neil was bleeding from his nose. At that time I was very scared, I took him to the local clinic and they said that I should get his full body check up. I took him to a big hospital in the city, all my remaining savings were gone. It's not that I love money, but I was worried that next month we will have to sleep hungry again. Actually, I'm illiterate, I don't know how to read or write. Since the age of eleven, I have been doing odd jobs so that Neil and I do not sleep hungry. Sometimes begging, sometimes washing utensils in hotels, there were many times when I did not eat for days. In my journey of ten years, I never cried openly because my worries about tomorrow did not let my cry. Currently I work in a small hotel where all kinds people come like drunken gamblers who look at me with their dirty eyes and try to touch me with their dirty hands. I don't like the way they try to touch me but I am helpless, I can't do anything, this job is very difficult for me, I can't do it. Where I live,people look at me with haterd, they think I am a whore. These people insult me for every thing and do not me and include my brother in any function or festival. They say that we are dirty people and even god will get angry with our presence because we are impure. Neil and I live at home, that one room is our life.

I have just brought Neil to the hospital to discuss his operation. I remember the last time I came, the nurse refused to let me and Neil sit on the chair. She looked me and Neil with her disgusts eyes. She said the doctor's didn't like dirtyness. Neil and I sit on floor. Everyone was looking at us with strenge eyes. When my turn came,I took Neil inside with me. The doctor said that it would cost Rs ten lakh for Neil's treatment. The ground left my feet when they told me ten lakhs. Where will I get money from? I have only one reason to live,. NO, I will do anything to save my brother, I will do anything. I begged people, worked day and night, asked money from hotel owner but everyone refused me. One day, after finishing my hotel work, I was selling toys on the street at night. But no one was buying the toys made me. I myself don't know when I ate peacefully and slept peacefully. From the day I was diagnosed with Neil's disease, it's been Day and night, but I am not achieving anything.

I was sitting on the side of the road, tears were flowing from my eyes. I was so helpless, there was no hope in sight. My head on my knees and I sobbed. I cried for my cruel fate why my destiny like this why I can't happiness in my life. Than a lady come and said a authrotive tone "Do you want money " .

I looked up and see her she was wearing a high class dress and she was looking like a model. She looked a few years older than me but was as beautiful as I looked.

I helplessly stand up and nodded my head because yes I want money she looked me head to toe.

"Your age" she asked.

" Twenty one " I said nervously because she was looking a high class girl and me a trash.

"You can spend the night with anyone. In return, you will get as much money as you ask for" that lady said.

I looked at her confusly and said a slow voice "I'm not understanding anything".

"Humbister hona hoga tumhe, batao iske liye taiyar ho, soch lo yaha sadak par baithkar bheek nhi mangni nhi padegi tumhe" that lady said.

"You will have to sleep with a man, tell me are you ready for this, think about it, you will not have to sit here on the street and beg" that lady said.

"And this is where the story of my destruction begins."

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