‘Raped at the age of 10, a dark skinned Indian girl from a red light area’: This girl’s story is inspiring beyond wordsYou don’t want to miss this. This girl’s story will inspire you.There are times when we tend to give up on life and get bogged down by losses and failures. But this girl’s story will make you forget about everything that’s wrong with your life and inspire you to get up and make something of it. Her story was shared on the Facebook page Humans of Bombay and has gone viral on social media for all the right reasons.Her mother, trafficked from Kerala, was a sex worker in Mumbai’s red light area Kamathipura but then she quit working as one after her father fell in love with her and the two married. She was born, but they couldn’t move out of the area because of finances. At school, she was discriminated against and called a “crow.”
At the age of 10, she was raped by one of her teachers, but it was only at 16 that she realized it was rape. Now, her parents have moved back to Kerala, but she continues to stay in Kamathipura which she feels is her home and, aware people of good and bad touch through theater.“I was never discriminated against in Kamathipura, but I was outside. I was never sexually abused here, but I was at a school in Bombay,” she wrote.Read her full post here.I was born in Kamathipura. My mother used to be a sex worker because she was trafficked here from Kerala, but when she met my father who fell madly in love with her — she gave it all up. Even though they were married and she started working as domestic help – my family couldn’t afford to move out of Kamathipura.Growing up, I faced a lot of discrimination. I had everything going for me – a dark skinned Indian girl from a red light area. At school, the other children refused to talk to me or play with me. They would call me a ‘crow’ or ‘black cow’ behind my back and treat me like an untouchable. I was always by myself and at the age of 10, one of my professors at my school took advantage of the situation and raped me. Our education system is such that we’re not even taught about what a good touch or a bad touch is, so how was I to know? I was too scared to tell anyone until the age of 16 when I began therapy and realized that I had been raped.My only coping mechanism through everything has been theater. I’m part of a street play group where we go around explaining through theater what a ‘bad touch is’ or about menstruation and sex. So many times, the cops in Bombay have shooed us away because of they here the word ‘sex’ — it’s so infuriating that we live in a place where we’d rather let our daughters get raped then explaining these things…just because it’s considered taboo.My parents moved back to Kerala in 2013, but I’ve been here in Bombay because Kamathipura is my home. And it’s a beautiful home — there’s so much love here. The women here are amazing, wonderful humans who have treated me like their daughter. I remember, a few months ago I was crossing the road when a taxi drove over my foot and refused to even stop. To him, anything he did in Kamathipura was acceptable because everyone there is ‘dirty’ according to him. But these 2-3 women charged up to him and said ‘how can you treat our daughter like this?…get out of your car and apologize’. So many times men will look at me and make lewd gestures, but these women will come to my defense and tell them to back off.Funny isn’t it? I was never discriminated against in Kamathipura, but I was outside. I was never sexually abused here, but I was at a school in Bombay. That’s why I’m still here. Through Kranti, I went to San Francisco for a program called ‘Girl on the Run’, and I learned so much. I found people were so accepting of my color, my background, and my abuse. For the first time, I could speak freely about sex without worrying about a cop shooting us away. I learned so much that I wanted to come back here and make my home a more accepting place for my theater.Why is a beauty so superficial? You may be fair, and I’m dark, but I still feel beautiful.