TRAFFICKING

TRAFFICKED —— ARE YOU SAYING THAT I AM SOLD ? 

Anyone who hasn’t faced harassment wouldn’t know how it feels exactly. You might think you know, but you don’t in the real sense. 

Dating back to decades from now when the kings ruled most of the land, human trafficking existed and they traded human lives. Now, even when we prefer digital transaction over the normal paper ones, this brutal practice exists. People with likes and desires like ours; dreams like ours;passions rolled up in their sleeves; families to be fed by them; who have planned out their future well in advance; who are yet to figure out what life is; people like us, PEOPLE WHO ARE US, yes, no one could escape the chain, the cruel minds have designed and structured. 

Lives are being bartered for many centuries now. While I’m typing this text and while you are reading the text I have typed a life or many lives are being sold. While we decide what to eat, someone is held between walls and is being tortured for a price. While we brush our teeth in our clean rooms, someone is being held captive in a dark room surrounded by filth and dirt. While you choose what dress to wear for the day, someone out there is forced to shed one’s clothes off and do deeds for a price. 

But does this practice exist because money exists? Because barter system existed? NO.. It prevails as there are ugly narcissistic minds which love to FEED ON THE MISERY of others. This will exist as long as a person has cruel fetishes over another person. We human are known to show traces of greed in one activity or another wherein many aren’t give much notice. But when this greed takes the better of us, everyone else has to suffer. 

If we are fortunate enough to escape the bullying/ harassment/exploitation, can we lift up the ones who weren’t? Can we give them a hand? Can we do the least ?