Holy prostitute.
A story about me and a twelve-year-old holy prostitute.
01.
After being repatriated from Switzerland, I decided to stop selling my conscience to make money. I bought a few English books with the money I saved. I worked on the construction site during the day, went to the Internet cafe at night, searched for English videos, and held it before going to bed every night. A palm-sized notebook full of sentences is hard to memorize. Although it is slow to learn, it is better to be patient. After more than a year of learning, simple communication is enough.
When I was learning English, I didn’t report any other ideas. I was simply unwilling to do simple manual labor in this small place for the rest of my life. I always felt that I should learn something. And to work in other big cities, English is a must. The labor-intensive construction site is so labor-intensive that at the end of the day, my two arms don’t seem to be my own. I can’t feel their existence at all. But it is the idea of not being able to work hard all my life that supports me in learning English.
It was the idea of learning English that gave me the opportunity to go to India to make money.
David, the second captain on the construction site, has a good relationship with me. He is much smarter than me and knows a lot.
At the end of March, David came back very late one day. He drank a lot of alcohol, and when he returned to the shed, he excitedly shook me awake, “Paul, if there is a chance to make money, would you like to go?”
The word “making money” instantly woke me up from my sleep, and I answered without hesitation, “Yes, of course!”
“The big boss has contracted a project to build a bridge in India, and asked me to be the captain. I think you have been learning English, and I recommended you a deputy captain to do it.”
My eyes lit up, “How much money can I make?”
David covered his mouth and smiled at me mysteriously, and stretched out eight fingers, “$80,000, he doesn’t calculate the money according to the construction period, as long as the work is finished, it will be $80,000.”
This is the second time I went abroad. Although it was to India, I felt more at ease than the time I smuggled to Switzerland.
02.
Indians are very strange, they have a lot of low-cost labor, but they would rather have foreigners do the big projects.
India has a large population. Because of poor sanitation conditions, the average life expectancy is not long, and there are actually many young and middle-aged people. However, it is not easy to find manual workers in India, because many people are unwilling to do it.
In the past two years, India took advantage of the IT boom to export a lot of IT projects, but civil engineers were very scarce. They can’t do large-scale civil engineering by themselves, and the infrastructure is mainly outsourced to other countries.
Some untouchables would rather clean toilets than do much higher-paid manual labor.
The illiteracy rate in India is between 30% and 40%, and the entire population is religious. Untouchables are lower than the lowest caste, Sudras. Many of them are uneducated and believe in reincarnation.
They believe that cleaning the toilet is a job entrusted to them by God, and they must do it strictly throughout their lives, so that in the next life, if they touch the gods, they may be reincarnated as Brahmins.
Precisely because of this, although they are doing the lowest jobs, they still have a sense of sacred mission in their hearts, they look down on those who do other jobs for money, and think they are destined to be pariahs all their lives.
Because I can speak some English, I am often sent out to buy materials with David, and I often stay out for one night. For two men in their prime, the night is always extremely unbearable.
When I went out to buy materials for the third time, I happened to live in Sangley, and David showed that mysterious smile again, “Paul, let’s go, take you to a good place.”
When I heard this, my heart sank. David’s hobbies are actually a little hard to explain. He has no interest in mature and sexy women, but likes girls around twelve years old.
Now that I think about it, he’s probably a pedophile.
03.
With his extraordinary communication skills, David has a good relationship with a supplier who has a very European or American English name called Stephen. Of course he is Indian, born and raised in India.
Stephen drives a German car and owns a villa in a wealthy area of Mumbai. His children are studying in the United States, and he is no different from other wealthy Indians.
Stephen personally sent me and David to a very different complex in a row of low-rise bungalows. Although it was only a two-story bungalow, the exterior walls were painted bright green, and countless women in bright saris were leaning against the door, smiling charmingly at the passers-by.
They have an air I’m all too familiar with, just like those in the red light district.
Stephen smiled and explained to us that this is an area where saintess gather in Sangley. The reason why it is called saintess is because the original saintess served God. But the gods cannot be seen or touched, so they serve the incarnations of gods — the senior monks.
In 1989 this system was abolished and the profession went from saintess to holy prostitute. Stephen told us with great disdain: “Even now, thousands of girls from poor families have to become holy prostitutes every year.”
Stephen took us directly to the two little girls who looked less than thirteen years old, “Caparro, Talvi, take care of these two guests.”. It was obviously not the first time for Stephen to come here. The two little girls seemed to be very afraid of him. They knelt on the ground and dared not look up.
David couldn’t wait to take Talvi, who looked younger, and I was pushed into another room by Stephen.
04.
Caparro followed quietly, undressing without a word, I hurriedly stopped her, the little girl was very confused, I had to say to her embarrassedly, “Just Talking.”
Caparro speaks English, but with a heavy accent, the first thing she said was, “Then will you still give me money?”. There is no embarrassment for her beautiful big eyes, and there is even a kind of maturity far beyond her age.
I handed her 1,000 rupees, which was less than 15 dollars in dollars, but Caparro was so happy that he almost undressed again, saying that she could only earn at most 300 rupees in two hours.
I asked her why she was so afraid of Stephen, and Caparro said, “Because I’m Chandra.”
I don’t know much about the caste system in India. Seeing that I was confused, she continued to explain, “Chandra is the lowest-ranking pariah. Men can only be porters. Even if girls are prostitutes, many people don’t want to touch them. “
The reason why Chandhara is particularly low is because of India’s extreme rejection of leapfrog marriages. If a woman of a higher caste marries a man of a lower caste, both of them will become untouchables, and the child born will be Chandhara.
The status of women in India is extremely low, all castes are the same, and the patriarchal ideology is so serious that it destroys humanity. A father who believes in Hinduism may be devastated by the death of a sacred cow, but when his daughter falls in love with a pariah, he burns her alive without shedding a single tear.
Caparro’s mother was a Brahmin. Caparro’s mother had an affair with the handsome newspaper delivery worker in her family when she was 16 years old. After being found out, she was immediately kicked out of the house. Since then, her parents have ignored her.
Caparro’s mother gave birth to four children, one died, and she has a younger sister and an older brother.
Going to school in India is actually very cheap, and I asked her, “Why don’t you go to school?”
Caparro heard a high-pitched cry from Talvi next door, and lowered his head, “If I go to school, the whole family will starve.” After a pause, Caparro raised his head, a bit of pride in his eyes, “But now that I can feed my whole family, I’m equivalent to their god, isn’t it?”
I suddenly didn’t know what to say, and my heart was full of sadness. She is not much older than the little sister in my family. I can’t help feeling a little sad when I think that my little sister is just a naive girl who flutters and fights with butterflies and crickets. “Do you want to go to school, if you want, I can help you.”
Caparro’s eyes lit up quickly, but soon darkened again, she shook her head, “I am untouchable, and my brother hangs with aghori (underworld vassal gangsters) all day long. I don’t deserve to go to school.”
I was silent. Before I left, I gave her all my rupees, more than ten thousand in total. Caparro burst into tears with excitement. I patted her head and told her, “Be sure to use the money I gave you to buy a few boxes of condoms.”
The holy prostitutes are the most vulnerable group of AIDS in India, 40% of the holy prostitutes have AIDS.
05.
When the construction period was about to end, David took me to Sangley again. This time, only Talvi was there. I asked her about Caparro.
While welcoming David warmly, Talvey said indifferently, “She was ill, had a fever, and had blisters in her mouth, so she went home by herself.”
I was shocked. After working in Switzerland for so long, I naturally knew that this was not a good phenomenon, it was probably AIDS.
I wanted to help Caparro, and after I asked Talvi for the address, I asked Stephen to drive me there. He was very reluctant at first, saying he didn’t want to go to the pariah den. But at my pleas, he later agreed.
Caparro’s home can’t even be called home, but it is just a pile of tattered wooden supports with a few pieces of rotten plastic sheets hanging on it. Caparro’s mother can’t see the appearance of a former noble lady, and her hair has even turned a lot white.
Caparro was not at home, because her family was afraid she had an infectious disease and left her in a vegetable field a kilometer away to fend for herself.
In fact, it doesn’t cost any money to see a doctor and perform surgery in a public hospital in India, but only big cities have public hospitals. Her parents didn’t want to spend the travel expenses, and they didn’t even want to take the risk to send her there, for fear of infecting them.
When she found Caparro, there was another person next to her, naked, wearing only a crotch protector, with messy hair, grayish-white skin, very strange, holding something to feed Caparro .
But Caparro seemed to be very resistant. I hurriedly walked over, and when I looked closely, I almost fainted. The strange man was clearly holding a hand.
I subconsciously planned to attack him, but Caparro called me excitedly, “No, he’s my brother!”
“elder brother?”
Caparro nodded and looked at the strange man who had run away. “When he was carrying the corpse, he mixed with the aghori people, and followed them to believe that corpses have magical powers.” Caparro looked a little sad, “ But now he is the only one in the family who is willing to see me.”
Caparro was too thin to be humanoid, and her eyes were terrifyingly yellow. At my insistence, she was sent to the hospital. She did not have AIDS, but had a low immune system and jaundice.
After recovering from her illness, she still refused to go to school. “Public schools are too difficult, and even a pariah like me will not have a job opportunity after being admitted.”
I was a little sad and angry, but Caparro roared at me angrily, “I didn’t steal or rob, I rely on my own labor, and I can make a lot of money in the future, why do you stop me!”
I gave Caparro enough to travel back to Sangley and never saw her again.
I myself am just a person with two feet standing in the mud, and I have no qualifications to save others.
Furthermore, you may be able to save the poor, but it is difficult for you to save souls who consider themselves humble.
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