A Bitter Experience

Once a beautiful lady met me at Badambadi, Bus stand. She was looking gaudy. Both of us were waiting to catch a Government bus up to Bhubaneswar. It was a December afternoon 5 pm. As the bus was late for 1 hour due to engine disorder I came out of the stand to have a snack hurriedly. I heard a soft noise of tinkling of bangles behind me which alarmed me as I had focused my mind on the snacks and tea. At once I turned my face back and saw the same lady standing behind me. I was extremely curious and asked her, " Why are you following me Mam? What's the matter? I don't know you! " It was my useless  respectful question to her. Because he did not pay any heed to my question. Only he told me, " Please give me some snacks as I am hungry. Then I gave her snacks and tea. She looked at my figure curiously as I looked handsome.

It was just going to be evening when the capital bus arrived. We both got in. After about an hour our bus arrived at the destination. She also got off with me. She asked me whether I might drop her at the destination. Then I took pity on her as a gentle woman. So I made her sit on my bike and took her to a particular place. She got down and caught hold of my hand and told me to pay a courtesy visit to her house. I could not refuse her instead I accompanied her up to her house. But I was astonished while I recalled the name of that area as Mali Sahi, a red light area of Bhubaneswar. So at once my conscience and morals contradicted my human behavior. I was furious and told her with a curious voice , " It is Malisahi. Why did you bring me here? What is your name? " She began to smile instead of replying to my question and started opening her blouse and displaying her bra. Then after a pause, she replied, " Dear Sir, I am a professional prostitute of Mali Sahi and I went to Cuttack to find out a customer. I selected you as a handsome customer. Please come with me to our brothel and enjoy me. I must give you the utmost pleasure as you want. Never harass my dear. Please come. " Then I was confirmed that she was a harlot.

It was 8 PM and she began to persuade me more and more by patting my shoulder and private part on the pantloon . Then I was more furious and started scolding her with a harsh disdainful voice, " How dare you solicit me. I am a householder having two sons and a daughter. I belong to a well-polished family. I can never agree with you in any way. Now I will telephone the police and expose you. I warned you. Be get off soon. " Then she replied, " O Baboo! I don't fear your worthless warning. It will have no effect on me. Because the policemen are also my customers. I sell my body often to them as a bribe. So if you don't want, never come with me no problem. But pay me ₹50 only I will get off. Otherwise, I must shout and cry on this roadside and the passerby will beat you wherefore you will be defamed certainly. Your gentlemanliness will go away. "Then keeping in view the untoward situation I thought for a while and paid her ₹ 50 only. After getting the amount she again smiled and bid goodby to me. Then she departed and walked on to her brothel. Then I thanked God and Goddess Cuttack Chandi immensely as they rescued a gentleman like me from the clutch of a slut that day. This incident has been rocking my conscience as yet.