|By Arjun Pinto, Dubai [ Published Date: August 19, 2011 ]|
Prostitution is only business carried out from centuries, and a business which still continues, a topic which is highly debatable on all platforms.
I was traveling from Nairobi to Dubai, and had to spend around 5hrs approximately in the flight just doing nothing!! Earlier at the airport I saw a Girl in her late 20’s bidding bye to her Mom and 2 little sisters who am sure were in their teens, Was a sad sight As I remembered myself biding bye to my loved once at times flying from my Home town Mangalore!
Melanka was her name and she was seated on 5A while I was on 5C, as the aircraft made a move in to the air space of Kenya….with nothing to do I started up a conversation with her. As the conversation went on, we started to speak about our profession, She told me she was working for a coffee shop in Dubai and had to support her Mom and two sisters who were studying. We discussed a lot of issues around the globe from Obama to Osama…..which also included recession, salaries, and living standards in Dubai…..she was clear on her talks that apart from her coffee shop business and selling shisha, she was into a business which could afford her family back in Africa!!
Now what do you call this….some people would definitely say she is not a right girl…. A few would say character less….some would say she could do a better job….But I would add was just the time she was in!!
Back in my younger days, in my Home town lived a mother of two girls (aunty Cleta) whose husband had abandoned her…..with no foresight of future, the mother of two led her life working for a firm….She was an entertainer to boss….and had to be his wife in absence of his wife in the office….The whole Town spoke ill about her, but she put down her head and worked to give her daughters the best in life….Years passed and the daughter grew….But the mother was so protective that she saw that her daughters would not walk in the shade of such hungry men…Same town lived a sea man’s wife with two daughters…..A big Bungalow….Lots of Money earned spending life in the sea…….without Family, Friends, No Xmas, no New Years, No Easters but a man earning for his family in the high seas….. Mother of two had all worldly pleasures….Friends, Parties, Clubs….Big cars used to drop the lady home late nights….Lot of leading Business men, Known figures of town used to be her guests living her house at the wee hours of morning…. But for the fact whole town never pointed fingers on the high society lady…though she was just the same like the other mother (aunty Cleta).
A lady on a poverty line is looked below as a Loose Character, while a lady from a cream society is looked over with respect…..though both do it for different reasons…..one for need and one for fun!
With all this I would also narrate a similar incident. I was back from a late night Party in Bangkok, and while the taxi I was traveling waited at a signal I saw a pregnant lady come clean the rear and front glass of the car, and taking a few tips from the driver….While at the same signal saw a few girls standing on the foot path looking for a customer! Two different ladies one making easy money while another taking home hard earned money for the little angel inside…….