Young Writers Society

Another beautiful sunrise ...the cuckoos singing sweetly, the birds chirping merrily and the little boys going to the village school, jumping and dancing.

The girls were not allowed to go to school.  The villagers were blindfolded by the black cloth of gender discrimination wrapped around their eyes.

Some little girls doing the household chores outside their cottages could be seen early in the morning, helping their mothers.

"Alex, you will be married tomorrow with David, the son of the school principal of the village.", Said Alex's dad. Alex was just sixteen.

Anything said by the dad was considered as an order.

"As you wish, dad." Said Alex in her soft voice.

Later that night Alex saw her dad bending in front of her to-be-husband's dad, saying 60,000 was a big amount. The bargaining session lasted for an hour and finally the dowry amount was fixed at Rs 50,000.

Alex quietly saw everything and left secretly. The next day she was dressed in a red saree, wearing green bangles in her hands covered with henna or mehendi. Her long black hair was tied up in a bun. She was looking beautiful. She was as fair as the moon. 

The marriage ceremony was done by the evening and she was sold to David in Rs. 50,000/-

She was sold as a sex toy to David, to create another sex toy, if it was a girl, or another sex toy owner, if it was a boy.

David used her to satisfy his lust and the next day of their marriage, he stripped her blouse and torn her saree. He looked at her naked body and laughed wickedly. Alex was flushed with embarrassment, her cheeks were glowing red. The brown skinned devil pushed her on the bed and spanked her ass hard. He flipped his hair. Alex winced in pain. He gagged her mouth with his hard cock. She tried hard to suppress her tears. David ruthlessly went on pounding her with hard and deep strokes. He kept on having sex with her for hours, day and night. One day, she refused to have sex with him. 

David tied her to the bed post, naked. He removed his leather belt and whipped her breasts and her cunt. She cried in pain, but he acted deaf to her screams.

After leaving her body with scars, he would have sex with her and leave.

This went on for a month. As soon as she became pregnant, she was kicked out of the house. The sixteen year old pregnant girl left the village because the villagers mocked at her, teased her and joked about her pregnancy. Her parents also refused to accept her back. She went to the nearby town and decided to settle there with her child that was in her womb.

She kept wandering here and there, walking with the pain in her womb. She did not get anything to eat and was starving. So she decided to work as a maid in someone's house in the town. With the earned money, she would eat some bread and survive. The work she did affected her health badly and in her third week of pregnancy, her child died inside her womb. She weeped in her own arms but did not tell anyone about it. She felt lonely in the town. Her life seemed dark ...as dark as the new moon's night. She did not give up. She strengthened herself and kept on working as a maid. Slowly she made progress in her work and saved her money and bought a little cottage. Though the cottage was small, she was happy that it belonged to her.

Two years later, while she was returning to her little cottage, she was abducted by a few men who covered their faces in a mask. She was raped by a dark, hefty man.

After the rapist satisfied himself for two more years, he tied Alex in iron shackles and sold her at the cost of Rs 50,000 to a handsome man. The man was nice, his name was Alor. He behaved like a prince and treated her like his princess. They lived a happy married life. He did not have rough sex with her, but made love with her. They tried for a child. But her health was weakened by her past  experiences. The doctors said that there would be danger to her health if she gave birth. But they still lived happily. She grew old. Her wish was to donate her eyes after her death. 

She died before Alor and her eyes were donated to the eye bank.

Her eyes were transplanted to a young blind girl. David wanted to do a good work, so he himself paid the bill of the eyes transplant.

The bill was of Rs. 50,000.

Alex's life revolved around that amount.

50,000.

Can life be sold for a few paper notes? Life is precious. Don't play with someone's life. Alex did not end her life. In the end, all she got was happiness. Don't end up your life for any reason. Don't be afraid of the dark. The sun is following the dark nights.