a prostitute looking through the window, mother and child , Sorrow of a prostitute by unni babu

Sorrow of a prostitute

It was a starry night and the cold wind blew through the window. The prostitute was tired and relaxing on the bed after a few hours with her client. She started to shiver as her naked body was embraced by the cold wind, and so she walked towards the window to close it. She heard the cry of a baby and wondered where it came from. Her eyes searched for the source of the sound and found it after a few minutes.  The prostitute looked through the window and saw a mother carrying her baby in her arms in a nearby flat. The mother was trying to calm the crying baby. The prostitute stood still and carefully watched the mother and baby. She forgot her shivering body and got lost in the memories of her traumatic childhood. Itsy-bitsy memories of her early life flashed before her mind: Sweet lullabies and the face of her mother, getting lost at the railway station, a stranger giving her food and luring her to an unknown place.

Since the day she lost her mother at the railway station, life is all about sleepless night sharing own body with strangers. Countless men touched her body, but none could touch her heart. Like a paradox, she got food and money using her body, but only for the body to suffer more. The reason that keeps her alive is the reason for her suffering! The sight of the mother and the crying baby resurrected her dead inner feelings and wishes that she had buried a long time ago. Hot tears had started to flow from her eyes that rolled over her cold body. Looking at the mother and baby, she wished to see her mother. The prostitute wiped her tears and looked at the sky with a heavy heart and prayed after a long time. She knew her wish will always be a wish — “To have a family, to become a mother, to express her endless love.”

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Hi, I am Unni Babu. I am an artist,programmer(game developer+web developer). In short, i am Jack of all trades,master of none :-D For more info, click on my social network profiles listed on the homepage. Thank you so much for visiting my blog.

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