DESTITUTE

The water was dripping down on the bruised body, as she looked into the mirror. Her eye was drained in tears; her face wrinkled in pain. She wiped her face and looked down as the blood dripped the floor red...

The Little girl had a bad dream and was crying aloud as her mother came running. She took the child in her arms and whispered in the ears, “Mom will always be with you, don’t you cry my dear child. All the night mares will disappear one day”.  Comforted by words, she  was falling into sleep again.

Someone was knocking on the door. She opened the door, and there stood a middle-aged man in late 40's holding a mobile in his hand and chewing pan.

He said, “Be ready for tonight, the night will be wild and money will be raining. Put your best act on the floor”. She looked into his eyes, and nodded. The man left, and she closed the door gently. 

Lying beside with her daughter, tears rolled…

Painting her lips red and wearing black, she was getting ready for the night. 

The music was playing loud, and bright spinning light flashing all over the room. The spotlight was now on her as she sensuously swayed with the rhythm. The crowd swayed with the act.

Music faded into a darkened room.

She was laying in her bed tortured and bruised. She was deliberately trying to pick herself up.

In the room not so far, her daughter playing with the same man who came earlier.  He took  the child in his arms  said, “You little twat, One day; you too can share the floor with your other ”.

The little girl looked into his eyes, and said, " I want to see my Mama".

He replied back, “She is having a really good time drilling money. Let’s wait here until she is done”.

The door slowly opened, and her mother was standing in front of the room. She could barely stand, as she took  her daughter from him.

Throwing money on his face, she slowly walked away with her daughter…