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REEMA/RANI
Reema peered into the mirror. I am not reema she told her reflection. I am rani. She changed her name according to the current popular serials. Her best feature stared back. Large eyes. She was not bad looking. But neither was she beautiful. She picked up the expensive lipstick deep red in color. She grinned as she applied it.She had neatly swiped it from a lady who had sat applying it on one of the several tourists cars that passed by. Kajal was next. She wish she could get to steal one of those really good ones some day. Right now she had to make do with the one rasili bai have her. Dabbing on some powder she wondered who the client was. Hope some drunk truck driver, made it easy for her to steal from those bas***ds.
schooling her face, closing all her senses she stepped out of the room into the dimly lit Road which led to a row of small rooms. The curtains were the only privacy that each girl got.
Sleazy item songs played from the rooms. smells of Deep fried food filled the air.
She stopped just before she entered the cubicle. She hated it. She stepped in.
The stench of sweat booze and cigarettes made her want to throw up.
The guy grabbed her even before she drew the curtain. Started pawing her.
She sat still. She went cold. She died a little as she had everyday for the last 10 years.
Seher Hone Ko Hai
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