My Value

There was a sex worker named as Reshma in an unknown city who was very much professional in her profession. A police man Roshan was there among one of her customers, who was claiming that he loved her a lot and Reshma was also able to feel that love towards her.

Why not…! Because Roshan is the first person who had made her feel that at-least there was someone in this world who had concern about her health, when one day Roshan brought cold medicine, after seeing her running red nose. She was the most beautiful lady of this World for Roshan. Roshan was not liking the place where Reshma was staying, for him it was a small dirty room. He was always telling her to quit the profession, to get marry him and start a new life, but the situations had restricted him as he had a financial loan on his head because of which he was not able to bear the marriage expenses during that time. Reshma was not too worries about that because she had full confidence that Roshan will very soon pay his loan and everything will happen as per his plan. And she was sleeping keeping her head on the chest of Roshan without any tension, as she was feeling that was the most secure place for her. Roshan used to come to her once in every week and used to go back in next morning with the money that Reshma used to earn over the week, because Roshan had to pay his loan with that money. At the time of going, Reshma also used to give him wine, cigarrates and pocket money that he needed for the week.

One day, Reshma was feeling feverish and didn’t have taken any customer for the second half of the day. It was almost 9 O’clock, when Madan Lal knocked her door. Reshma opened the door with little hesitation, as she was not in a state to go to any customer’s location, whereas ready to bring the customer to her place. But agreed after so many requests from Madan Lal. The customer was a rich person, who was agreed to pay double the money she used to get generally from other customers. Madan Lal told "You know Reshma, when i told him that you are the only one who is having so much of demand in this locality and all of your customers praises you a lot because of your beauty and loyalty, then he agreed to give thrice the money that you used to get from others. A perfect customer who pays the right value for the right service". By hearing this, she became ready quickly by putting the most gorgeous saree that she had, heavy powder on her face and bright red lipstick and went with Madan Lal towards the car where her customer was waiting for her. Anyway, this money could be useful for Roshan to pay his loan…so why would she leave that opportunity…!

The customer was sitting in a big long expensive car whose glasses were black and closed. This was the first time, Reshma saw such a big and expensive car. She couldnot believe that she had got such a rich customer. When Madan Lal knocked the black glass, then the black glass came down and a ray of beam from a torch fall on the face of Reshma, by which she was not able to look suddenly. Within a few moment, the torch light got switched off, the black glass got raised again, the car started and the rich customer left from the place while telling a single word…”Ugly…!”.

Then Madan Lal told Reshma “Reshma…today you were not for him…he didn’t like you…leave it…go and take rest…!”

Reshma came back to her room, but could not sleep for that night. A single word “Ugly” was always echoing in her ears…how can a person reject him. She was the most beautiful girl for Roshan, she was not that much ugly but that rich man rejected him…!

The next day, Roshan came to her with heavy heart and told her that the money that she had given last week, got stolen on the way. So he didn’t have any money for his expenses. And for this he needs money from Reshma. By hearing this, Reshma suddenly busted out to Roshan and started telling “How can you be so cheap…you don’t have shame by taking money from a sex worker! A sex worker, at least she is living on her own money…she is not telling nice words to get money from others and at free of cost. She is taking for what she deserves. But, even though this police man does not like the place where I stay, he comes here every week to take money from me… enjoying me at free of cost…has she ever given any small gift to her…that medicine also he had brought in her money just to show sympathy. I hate this person….that rich man is far better than this cheap person who gets agreed to pay the right amount for the suitable girl of his choice. But have never taken advantage of the girl. I know my value, I will never allow anyone to enjoy me at free of cost….!” - threw Roshan out from her room by saying this…

It's not only the case of a sex worker, but it happens with everyone in our daily life....Without any expectation, no-one does favor for you.