Articles written under here are written under the title The Excerpts From Eva Christ's Diary in a format that as if these articles were written by Eva Christ, the main character of the novel or something who visits many places all over the world and meet many people and face many situations and finally decides to write a diary describing all of the her experiences. You, the members or the viewers, are also welcomed to send in your articles and they also will be written under the Eva Christ's name. You can also mention your name in the place of Eva Christ's name if you would want to or like to.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 11/12/2011
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 27/11/2011
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 13/11/2011
The Excerpts From Eva Christ's Diary
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 06/11/2011
I will ask you one thing before I start.
So, I was talking about a team that is trying to reach some aspiring heights. I invite you for coordination. I would like you to know more so that you can give your best and ask for best from us. I will be waiting for your reply because I think as Indians, we have that minimum responsibility to work and give at least a second in our life to serve our country and fellow Indians.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 11/12/2011
P.S. Convey my congratulations to my husband on his honeymoon
“I won’t do this marriage,” Lisa yelled at her parents in the hall of their house. She was in love with a boy since many days and she said about him to her parents also. But still, they wanted her to marry the son of their family friends who are equally with them in money and status.
“You will do this marriage,” her parents said to her sternly.
She went into her room and closed the door knowing that there is no use in arguing with them.
Next day morning, she woke up and got ready very well and prepared the breakfast for her parents herself and at the breakfast table, she said that she agreed for the marriage.
So, the marriage arrangements have started and she was taking part very actively in all those arrangements and everyone was happy that she agreed for the marriage. She also wandered actively in the house, inviting everyone and receiving guests. She moved freely with her would-be-husband and her would-be-parent-in-laws. She went to the jewellery showroom and clothes shops for marriage shopping and bought crores of jewellery and dresses. She sat with her would-be-husband and her would-be-parent-in-laws and selected the cards for invitation for marriage. She played with her would-be-husband teasing him and making fun of him and also hugged him on the evening of their engagement when he gifted her a ring that costs something around fifty crores.
It was the day of the marriage finally. She was dressed up like an angle and sat beside her husband. Her would-be-husband commented her saying, ‘May be, today, every girl in this world is envied of you’. Her parents were very happy that she agreed for the marriage so happily. She was a very stern girl from her childhood and so they thought that she won’t agree for the marriage but she so easily agreed for the marriage. The marriage was a great success after all.
After a week, the girl and her husband and her parents and her parent-in-laws were standing in the airport as the girl and her husband were going for their honeymoon to Mauritius. They were laughing and throwing jokes on each other. As it was still a few minutes before they check in for the flight, she said that she will go to the wash room and come and so she left from there.
She didn’t return for quite a sometime. They started worrying. The call for the passengers to check in for the flight was given and she didn’t still come. They went searching for her in different directions in the airport. The woman announcing in the airport called the names of the girl and he husband as they were late for the check in for the flight. The woman announcing in the airport again called the names of the girl and her husband as they were late for the check in for the flight. The girl’s husband and parents and parent-in-laws met at the check in gate and said that neither of them found the girl. At that exact time, a message came on the girl’s husband’s phone. The girl’s husband saw the message and was dumbstruck and showed the message to the girl’s parent-in-laws and they opened their mouths in shock and then he showed the message on the phone to the girl’s parents and they read the message as ‘Dear mom and dad! You made me marry a person whom I didn’t wanted to marry. But for your happiness, I married. Now, for my happiness, I am flying away with my lover. We had already planned and booked even the flight tickets the day I agreed for the marriage. Don’t search for me because you can’t search every country. I am not saying to which country I am going but I will definitely call you to me if you want to come. By the way, don’t worry about me, because I am flying away with all the jewellery and cash from my marriage. Say thanks to my husband for the funds he provided in the form of the gifts he gave on our marriage. Remember me, see you soon, bye! P.S. convey my congratulations to my husband on his honeymoon’.
I got this ads idea when I was thinking of about writing an ad on jewellery.That’s why, I have decided to change the names and include this story in my articles writing under,
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 04/12/2011
Chocolate Ad
I was travelling in my car when I and my boy friend happened to stop by the beach on traffic signal. It’s very frustrating to wait at the traffic signals. My boy friend played a cd with my favorite songs in it. I smiled at him and looked outside the window to see some children running along the beach picking up papers and covers thrown away on the beach by the visitors. They were wrapped in torn dresses and were crying pompously. I called a girl playing nearby and asked her and she said that these children are orphans and street children and it was the birthday of one of those children. I was moved by them playing together even in those situations.
That evening, I went to my boy friend’s house and asked him to come out with me in his car. He asked why and where as it was very late in the night and I didn’t say anything. We went to that roadside where I saw those children and they were sitting around a fire with food found in trash cans to fill in their hungry bone showing stomachs.
I called them all and they gathered around me and my boy friend. I opened a box and took out something on which there was a cloth covered and placed a candle on it and lit it. I asked the birthday boy to blow the candle away and lift the cloth. He did so and after he lifted the cloth, they saw that there were CHOCOLATE NAME chocolates underneath the cloth. They all wished the birthday boy and took those chocolates and ate them and made others eat and made each other eat. After that, I and my boy friend gave them toys and food packets and clothes and came away.
- As said by the heroine in the CHOCOLATE NAME ad.
I got this ads idea when I was thinking of about writing an ad on chocolates.That’s why, I have decided to change the names and include this story in my articles writing,
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 27/11/2011
New soft drink Ad
Scene 1:
(The camera shows the two boys and the two girls from the sky and zooms in.)
Two boys and two girls are sitting under a tree on two bikes drinking cooldrinks. They were laughing and fighting and laughing.
(The camera slowly shows the hospital behind them.)
A person comes out of a hospital and throws a bag into the trashcan outside beside the road and goes off away. Cries are heard from the bag.
(The camera again shows these boys and girls.)
One of the girls hears it and says to her friends.
(The camera shows Girl A pointing at the trashcan to her friends and the cries get louder in the background.)
Boy A goes near to the trashcan and brings the bag and opens it.
(The camera zooms on the bag and follows the Boy A’s hand as he opens the zip of the bag.)
When they open the bag, they see the little new born girl child in it. They see each other’s faces.
(The camera shows these boys and girls looking at each other’s faces and zooms randomly on their faces.)
Boy A keep the cooldrink bottle on the platform surrounding the tree and sit on their bikes and go.
(The camera shows the logo on the bottle and the logo on the bottle reads
‘SOFT DRINK NAME’.
The camera shows the friend’s bikes fade out in the distance and then the camera fades out.)
‘SOFT DRINK NAME’.
The camera shows the friend’s bikes fade out in the distance and then the camera fades out.)
Scene 2:
(The camera fades in showing the board of an orphanage exclusively for girls from the base surface of the road and two bikes come and stop before it.)
The friends came to the orphanage for the girls exclusively. There, they give the girl to the father running and maintaining that orphanage and turns around to leave when a couple enters the orphanage.
(The friends stand aside and look at the couple and the father and the camera shows the couple and the father from behind of the friends.)
Couple: We were trying for children from the last few years and decided to adopt now.
That couple sees the newly born girl child in the hands of the father.
(The camera zooms onto the after-crying-sleeping face of that girl child in the white blanket in the hands of the father whose coat was also in white color.)
Couple: We will adopt this girl if you have no objection so that we can have the happiness of bringing up this child from her childhood before our eyes.
The father: It is okay.
(The father looks at the friends with an appreciative look in his eyes.)
These boys and girls leave the orphanage happily.
(The camera shows the friends mount their bikes and Boy A gives a bottle to Girl A sitting behind him and she holds the bottle in the air as Boy A rides away and the camera zooms onto the logo of the bottle and the logo of the bottle reads
‘SOFT DRINK NAME’.)
‘SOFT DRINK NAME’.)
On the screen it reads:
God blesses some with children…
Who don’t know the value of life.
God blesses some with no children…
Who strives to give a new life.
Stop killing Girl Child…
For they are also like us… the cute little new borns… who have every right to live.
I got this ads idea when I was thinking of about writing an ad on soft drinks.That’s why, I have decided to change the names and include this story in my articles writing,
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 20/11/2011
The excerpts From Eva Christ's Diary
What is the meaning of life?
Having freedom to use the resources of the world around you and live happily with respect and care form the society with rights and responsibilities and ethical values and social values.
But what is the situation of Girl Children in India today?
Treatments the Girl Children are being subjected to in the society in India today are unmentionable. In this article, some of the major problems faced by the Girl Children in the society in India today are mentioned.
Street children and child labor
Many of the street children run away from their homes because of getting beaten up or sexually abused in their homes. Thus, they become street children but they are even more abused on the streets, nothing lesser than at in their homes.
Most Indian street children work. In Jaipur, a common job is rag-picking, in which boys and girls as young as 6 years old sift through garbage in order to collect recyclable material. The children usually rise before dawn and carry their heavy load in a large bag over their shoulder. Rag-pickers can be seen alongside pigs and dogs searching through trash heaps on their hands and knees.
Other common jobs are collecting firewood, tending to animals, street vending, dyeing cloth, begging, prostitution and domestic labor. Children that work are not only subject to the strains and hazards of their labor, they are also denied the education or training that could enable them to escape the poverty trap.
15 million bonded child laborers
59 million children who have never seen a school
73 million children who are underweight
5 million child prostitutes
India is home to the world’s largest population of street children, estimated at 18 million. The Republic of India is the seventh largest and second most populous country in the world. With acceleration in economic growth, India has become one of the fastest growing developing countries. This has created a rift between poor and rich; 22 percent of the population lives below the income poverty line. Owing to unemployment, increasing rural-urban migration, attraction of city life and a lack of political will, India now has one of the largest numbers of child laborers in the world.
Street children are subject to malnutrition, hunger, health problems, substance abuse, theft, commercial sexual exploitation, harassment by the city police and railway authorities, as well as physical and sexual abuse, although the Government of India has taken some corrective measures and declared child labor illegal.
Is this the future of our country?
Sharda, a 17-year-old mother, gave birth to her first child in February in a village in Noida, just a few hours' drive outside New Delhi. Though her son was born premature and weak, he received no treatment. In many parts of India, particularly in poor and marginalized communities, a woman is considered impure for a fortnight after giving birth. After labor, Sharda was relegated to a makeshift room outside her family's house made out of plastic sheets and tarpaulin. Heavy smoke from a wood fire warming the room filled the air, stinging Sharda's eyes as she lay in a corner. The baby was an invisible bundle beside her. Tiny and underweight, he died two months later.
Despite its drastic economic advances in the last two decades, India still accounts for 20% of the world's child mortality. Of the 26 million children born in India each year, nearly 2 million still die before age 5. Half of those deaths occur within a month of birth from preventable causes like malnutrition, diarrhea and pneumonia. Forty-eight percent of India's children under the age of 5 are chronically malnourished and 22% of India's babies are born with a low birth weight. India's rate of underweight children is three times higher than Ethiopia's.
This week in New York City, world leaders will gather to take stock of the Millennium Development Goals (MDGs), an ambitious set of eight goals adopted by countries around the world in 2000 to address pressing development challenges by 2015. India also committed to the MDGs, including MDG 4, which calls for each country to reduce its child mortality by two-thirds between 1990 (the baseline year for statistics for all MDGs) and 2015. While there has been progress — the rate dropped from 116 deaths per 1,000 children under age 5 in 1990 to 69 deaths per 1,000 children under 5 in 2008 — it is still a long way from the national target of 39 for every 1,000 births.
India, of course, is not the only nation grappling with this problem. In the run-up to this week's summit, UNICEF released a report highlighting the problem of child mortality throughout the developing world. The report says children from the poorest 20% of households in the developing world are more than twice as likely to die before reaching their fifth birthdays as children from the richest 20% of households. About half of under-5 deaths occur in six countries with large populations and high poverty rates: India, Nigeria, Democratic Republic of Congo, Ethiopia, Pakistan and China.
New Delhi, July 7 (IANS) India's girl child mortality rate continues to be 'worrisome' with 2009 estimates suggesting 52 deaths within a year of birth out of every 1,000 live births.
'Absolutely, it is worrisome,' remarked Registrar General and Census Commissioner of India C. Chandramouli, while releasing the sample registration system data of Infant Mortality Rate (IMR) compiled by his office for 2009 here Thursday.
Though the girl IMR situation has improved compared to 2005 figures, the rate of girl child mortality is still on the higher side and it has remained so since 1990.
While the girl IMR was estimated to be 52 deaths per 1,000 live births in 2009, the comparative figure for boy child was just 49 deaths. The national rate was pegged at 50 deaths.
In 2005, the country recorded 61 girls IMR compared to 56 boys IMR, while the national average was 58.
The figures are collated through a 'verbal autopsy'.
The national figures were released by Chandramouli's department under the home ministry in February this year, but the break up of boy and girl IMRs were released here Thursday.
As per the figures, the national IMR has fallen by three points from 53 in 2008 to 50 deaths in 2009. 'However, every sixth death in the country pertains to an infant,' Chandramouli lamented.
Madhya Pradesh had recorded the highest IMR with 67 deaths and the lowest in Kerala at 12 deaths per 1,000 live births.
IMR of 28 is the millennium development goal (MDG) set by the United Nations to be achieved by 2015.
While Kerala (12) and Tamil Nadu (28) have achieved the goal, Delhi (33), Maharashtra (31) and West Bengal (33) are close enough to achieve the MDG figures soon.
'The IMR for the country declined by 30 points -- rural IMR by 31 points vis-a-vis urban IMR 16 points -- in the last 20 years at an annual average of 1.5 points. Still, one in every 20 children nationally, one in every 18 children in rural areas, and one in every 29 children in urban areas, die within one year of birth, as against the MDG of one in every 37 live births,' Chandramouli said.
The low girl IMR in India, particularly the rural areas, is generally attributed to the practice of infanticide.
Lakshmi already had one daughter, so when she gave birth to a second girl, she killed her. For the three days of her second child's short life, Lakshmi admits, she refused to nurse her. To silence the infant's famished cries, the impoverished village woman squeezed the milky sap from an oleander shrub, mixed it with castor oil, and forced the poisonous potion down the newborn's throat. The baby bled from the nose, then died soon afterward. Female neighbors buried her in a small hole near Lakshmi's square thatched hut of sun baked mud. They sympathized with Lakshmi, and in the same circumstances, some would probably have done what she did. For despite the risk of execution by hanging and about 16 months of a much-ballyhooed government scheme to assist families with daughters, in some hamlets of ... Tamil Nadu, murdering girls is still sometimes believed to be a wiser course than raising them. "A daughter is always liabilities. How can I bring up a second?" Lakshmi, 28, answered firmly when asked by a visitor how she could have taken her own child's life eight years ago. "Instead of her suffering the way I do, I thought it was better to get rid of her." (All quotes from Dahlburg, "Where killing baby girls 'is no big sin'.")
For working out the sex ratio of India and Assam for 1981, interpolated figures for Assam have been used. For working out the sex ratio of India and Jammu and Kashmir for 1991, interpolated figures for Jammu and Kashmir have been used for working out the sex ratio of India, Gujarat and Himachal Pradesh for 2001, estimated figures for affected areas of Gujarat and Himachal Pradesh have been used. The sex ratio for Arunachal Pradesh is not available for the years 1901-1951 and for Pondicherry it is not available for the years 1901, 1931 and 1941.
India has the largest population of children (below 18 years), with 400 million. India witnesses more than 27,00,000 child deaths a year, with the figures for female children being much higher than male children 53% of girls in the age group 5 to 9 years are illiterate 75% of married Indian women were underage when they got married One in every twp girls in India is malnourished Out of the 12 million girls born in India, 1 million die before the first year of life One out of sixth girl child dies due to gender discrimination One out of every 10 women report instances of child sexual abuse (CSA) Female mortality is higher in 224 out of 402 districts in India.
There are estimated to be over 900 000 sex workers in India. 30% are believed to be children. Recent reports estimate that the number of children involved in prostitution is increasing at 8 to10% per annum.
About 15% of the prostitutes in Mumbai (Bombay), Delhi, Madras, Calcutta, Hyderabad and Bangalore are children. It is estimated that 30%of the prostitutes in these six cities are under 20 years of age. Nearly half of them became commercial sex workers when they were minors. Conservative estimates state that around 300 000 children in India are suffering commercial sexual abuse, which includes working in pornography. TRAFFICKING: About 7,000 sex workers cross over from Nepal into India every year. 66% of the girls are from families where the annual income is about Rs5 000. They may be sold by their parents, deceived with promises of marriage or a lucrative job or kidnapped and sold to brothel owners. Between 40 - 50% are believed to be under 18, the age of consent in India, some are as young as 9 or 10 years old. Everyday about 200 girls and women in India enter prostitution and 80% of them against their will. At the current rate of growth by 2025 one out of every five Indian girl children will be a child prostitute.
Every hour, four women and girls in India enter prostitution, three of them against their will.
When I saw all these things and came to know about them through Anna, I was very moved at the living conditions of the Girl Children in India and the situations they are in. These articles are taken from internet also and I am thankful for the writers who wrote them in the internet. These facts were taken from internet and I am thankful for the writers who wrote them in the internet. That’s why, I have decided to change the names and include this story in my articles writing,
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 13/11/2011
The Excerpts From Eva Christ's Diary
The Girl In The New Blue Dress
I always had this habit of walking along this road amidst the forest. Whenever I felt extremely happy or extremely sad, I just prayed to Lord Jesus here in this church and walk along this road into the dense and thick forest. No one comes here. So, I used to get that loneliness and that peace I wanted on this road. I was both sad and tensed. I was thinking what to do to buy that piece of dress I saw in a shop a few minutes back. It was so beautiful, blue in color and with a golden embroidery and stunning design and glorious fabrication. It was costly but was very stunning. As my mom said she won’t buy me it till the end of the month, I was working on other ways of getting money. I might just think of doing some extra work in the library after my duty ends. I might help the librarian to arrange the books left by the students on the tables and desks back in their respective places in the cupboard. The librarian likes the books to be well arranged and preserved in their respective places in the racks and he is so nice that he will definitely give me some money for working even after my duty ends.
I can’t force my mom to buy that dress because next month, it’s my little sister’s birthday and mom was already struggling to arrange money to bring some meat into the house for her birthday. It was two months since we had had money to have meat.
I was walking along the lake filled with full grown lotuses and muddy water when a bike came and stopped beside me. I saw him. He was a handsome and rich boy of nearly some age, may be less than me. He called me. I went towards him. He asked whether I am from that town.
“Yes! But who are you?” I asked.
“I am going to the nearby city and decided to take some rest here and stopped to ask you whether you can help me,” he said.
“What help do you want?”
“Where can I find some restaurant?”
“It’s at the end of the road.”
“Can you come with me and show it to me?”
“You can find it yourself. It has this big board with Williams Hotel on it. Anyway, I don’t have time. I have to go for work.”
“What work do you do?”
“I work in a library. But I have decided to do some extra work today. I want to earn more money to buy a new dress.”
“Okay then. See you around. Thanks.” He drove off.
I went to the library and asked Wilson about the extra work. He said he don’t have such work and only a very few of the books are out of order. Even if there are more and I would work, he didn’t having any money currently to pay me. So, he said sorry and said that he will definitely see up to something to give me some money.
I went to Williams’s restaurant on the way back to my house to check out whether that boy found his way to the restaurant or not. He was sitting there eating his sandwich and drinking his coffee. Or rather, I would say trying to drink ‘cause Williams coffee is hopelessly worst. I went to him and asked, “So, you did find your way to the restaurant?’
“Yes,” he said.
“Okay then, I will go. Bye!”
“What happened? You are looking sad.”
“I said to you about that extra work and extra money to buy that new dress no?”
“Yes?”
“I didn’t find it.”
“Sit down.”
I sat before him on the chair.
“How much do you want?”
I remembered the shop keeper saying that the cost of that dress was five hundred and fifty and unconsciously,
I said, “Five hundred and fifty.”
He laughed and said, “No problem. But what is that cost? Take round figure of six hundred. Show me around your town.”
I nodded without knowing what I was doing or what I was saying.
I walked along the road thinking of buying that dress. That dress still glowed in my eyes and I remember the times when, after my father died, my mother found it hard even to get us food two times a day. There are some days when my mother didn’t eat and saved her part of food for me and my little sister.
I reached the rocks from where the town and the sea were beautifully visible. The same road and the same rocks I see everyday looked different that day. They were warning me about something. They were dragging my soul from my body that day. I was a bit nervous not knowing what I have to do. But the only things that were in my mind were the money he offered to give and the dress I wanted to buy.
I said some things about our town like when people started living in it, what are the problems of our town like water problem and what is the extent of poverty in our town and so many other things. He asked me about the rocks we were sitting on. I said that I didn’t know about them. We spoke about many things, not only about our village, but also about many things going on around the world and he was completely impressed with me and my knowledge that he said he wanted to give a four hundred and fifty more making it a thousand because of my knowledge and intelligence. I thanked the librarian and the books I read every day in the library for giving me knowledge and intelligence.
“I will give one thousand if you spend some more time.”
I had no problem with that and four hundred and fifty more made me think that I can give that remaining money to my mom or I can myself buy a dress for my little sister for her birthday. She didn’t buy a new dress since some months. “But what should I do?” I asked without knowing.
“I don’t know. See, I am out of a relationship just now and I needed some diversion. I liked you. I don’t know why. I feel you refreshing. Just hang out with me dear.”
“I am fine with that.” I didn’t have control over my words. They just came out of my mouth just like that. He asked me about my family. I said that my father died when I was very young and I don’t even remember his face. My little sister is a lot younger than me. My mom works very hard to earn some money and to run our family. I asked about his.
“What do you do?”
“I work in an archeological and paleontological firm.”
“What is that?”
“You see archeology deals with origins of people and societies and paleontology deals with fossil animals and plants.”
“Like those dinosaurs they show on television?”
He laughed and said, “Yes!”
I too laughed. He then asked whether I can show a good place to stay in for the night. I said, “There’s a cabin by the beach. It belongs to one of my friends. I can ask him to let you sleep in it for the night. You will definitely enjoy the beach and the sea at the night.”
“Unless I walk into it in the midnight,” he laughed.
So, we went there. I asked my friend and he agreed. So, we went into the cabin to find it ready for the boy to occupy. There was a bed made of hey and a pillow of cotton. There were many lamps hanging from the ceiling and were carefully protected so that the fire don’t burn the cabin. The roof was tiled with sheets of steel and the flooring was a wooden one. There were two chairs and a table.
“This is so beautiful. Thank you,” he hugged me and kissed me on my cheek.
“You’re welcome,” I said shyly.
“Can we walk to the sea?”
“Yes.”
We sat on the beach with the sea water touching our feet. I said I should go home now as it was getting dark. He asked me whether he could drop me off at my house on his bike. I said I can walk to home by the forest which will be less far rather than when compared to the road. He asked me whether I can’t stay for a little while longer. I agreed.
“So, other than working at the library, what do you do?”
“Ha, nothing. There are not many works here to do.”
“What are you interested in doing?”
“I like reading. I guess I would be happy to go and find some things and write about them.”
“Do you wanna come to the city?”
“No. my family is here.”
“But you will find good works and good money as payment also there.”
“Yes, I know that.”
“I can give you job. You are intelligent. I found you interesting. I can give you a job in my office only if you want to come.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I can give you a job and also good money.”
“Thanks for saying that. I will think. Now, I should go. Can you give me that money you said you will give?”
“He took out two thousand from his pocket and gave to me.
“You said one thousand and six hundred only,” I said.
“You can keep that.”
I rose to go and he also rose. We walked onto the beach. He caught me by my hand and asked, “Can I hug you once?”
I nodded. He hugged me, really tightly, and kissed me on my lips. That was the first kiss I have ever got on my whole entire complete life. I didn’t know what to do exactly? I felt this chill keep upon my spine. I clutched my fingers and closed my eyes. His lips were so soft and mine were wet now. He pushed me onto the ground. He lied beside me and asked, “Care to stay a little longer?”
I looked at him in his eyes.
“I think you are a lot more intelligent, I will give you one thousand if you have sex with me.” He then fell silent suddenly for a lot of time. I didn’t understand what happened to him. I didn’t understand what he was saying. I didn’t know much about sex. What I know was that sex was just a meeting of a male and a female species as it was written in a dictionary I saw in library and I still remember that I saw that word when I was searching for a word Seychelles, a group of islands in the western Indian Ocean to the north of Madagascar.
“Will you do it for one thousand?” he asked after that pause of time looking at the ground.
“Ok,” I said unconsciously again even though I knew that I don’t even know the meaning of the word completely and what I have to do.
“Speak something first for some time.”
“I think that’s what we have been doing all the day.”
He asked me whether we can go inside the cabin. I agreed. The place doesn’t make any difference for me but he said that we should do it without anyone seeing. I didn’t understand but I agreed with the fear of losing that one thousand. After we went to the back of the rocks, he started unbuttoning his shirt and asked me to remove the top. I asked why. He said that we should do it without clothes on. I remembered my mom saying that we should wear decent clothes and cover ourselves completely before others. But now, he is saying exactly the opposite to it. I said the same to him. For the first time in my life, I thought that the library was not as good as I have considered it to be all these years. I cursed the librarian for not bringing any books on this topic into his library.
I didn’t understand. There started a quarrel between my mom’s words and the thousand in my mind and soon, the thousand won and I agreed.
I removed the straps of my top and placed my top slowly and carefully on the nearby rock so that it doesn’t get any stains or anything.
He removed his shirt and threw it on the sand. I asked him to be careful with his shirt because it may become dusty. He laughed at it. I didn’t understand why he laughed.
After some time, I sat on the beach with my dress on and crying. I was feeling pain everywhere. He gave me a tablet and water and asked me to take it saying that it will reduce my pain. I took it. He gave me one thousand and said that I shouldn’t say what happened there to anyone because my mom will beat me if I say. I didn’t understand but I agreed. If my mom asks me how I got that money, he asked me to say that I found it. He said he will meet again and went away from there.
I don’t remember for how much time I sat there. But a feeling of guilt made my heart feel heavy and with that heavy heart, I slowly rose up and walked along the road back towards my house with that one thousand in my hand. As it was my habit, I stopped at the church at the beginning of the road and went in. but I felt heavy guilt that I even felt myself that I am not fit to pray to Lord Jesus. I was asking my heart and my mind so many times why I am feeling like that and whether I had done any mistake. But there was no answer, nothing, but a silence.
All I was happy was about having three thousand in my hand. I came back to my house and sat down near the bed. My little sister came running towards me but I shouted on her and she went in crying. My mom saw this and came and sat beside me asking why I am like that. I gave her the three thousand. She asked where I got them. I said that I found them on the road and searched for someone but didn’t find anyone. She said it’s a gift of Lord Jesus to help us and those words struck me in my heart like a knife. For the next few days, I didn’t go on that road. On the day of my little sister’s birthday, I was given a new dress, that same blue dress I saw in the shop a few days ago, that same dress for which I did, may be, what I ought not have done, that dress which now lies before me in a neatly wrapped box on my bed gifted by my mom. That was the limit. Yes, that was the limit. I couldn’t stop the flow of grief from my eyes or the hatred I had on myself from last few days. I cried. I said everything to my mom. She was dumbstruck. She didn’t speak for some time. Then, she slowly took me near to her and said me everything about being a girl, about sex, about how males look at girls in outside world and everything. She said me that what I have done is like prostitution. She said everything about prostitution. She said how girls are being dragged into the pit of prostitution. She said how girls are being sold by their own parents for money and she said that she can never sell her daughters but still, without being sold, I have done that. But she said that what is over is over and I now know about these things. I was still pure, still virgin with my soul so pure and so virgin that I couldn’t stand the pain of the secret and the guilt of the thing I have hidden and I have done in my heart and I said everything to my mom and yes, that’s what make me still pure and still virgin. Yes, I am still pure and still virgin.
I wore that dress happily but I said to my mom that I will work harder as I have planned before and I will pay him back his money the next time I see him. My mom was happy hearing what I said.
We celebrated my little sister’s birthday grandly. I did extra time in library and the librarian paid me more money, this time.
I started going on that road again, this time, for two reasons. One was my old reason of finding peace and loneliness. The other was to find that boy and give him back his money.
After few days, that day, I was wearing the blue dress, I saw that boy. He came and stopped beside me in that same bike. He asked me how I am. I said I am fine and I said him everything and gave him his money back. But he rejected.
“Can you speak sometime with me?” he asked.
“No!” I said.
“This time, it’s not like what we did last time. I really want to speak with you after hearing what you said.”
I agreed.
We sat on the same beach that holds both the good and bad memories of my life.
He said sorry many times and he praised me and my mom, me for saying the truth and finding the right path in life and my mom for understanding me and guiding me in the right path. I was happy. He said that there are many girls like me who do this thing, sex, in big cities. He said that people go in search of this thing, sex, from girls who are either being made to do sex forcibly by their own parents sometimes and the people to whom their own parents sell them sometimes or doing sex wontedly and knowingly for sake of money. He said he was completely impressed and that’s why he doesn’t want his money back. I asked him about prostitution and he said many things, some, what my mom had said to me, some, which made me open my mouth in shock and surprise. Finally, he gave me on more thousand and he said that I should not reject it and I should take it as a token of gift from him and he said that when I say to my mom all this, she won’t say anything or scold me for taking money again from him. He said he will meet some other day and went away. He said that
I can go see him at any time in the town whenever I am in need of some help.
I walked back to my house, stopped at the church, prayed to Lord Jesus, this time inside, and went away to my house. I decided that day that after I grow up, I will definitely do something for the prostitutes and try to bring the out of the pit of prostitution.
When Sarah said this story, I was moved. This made me think about two things. One was the urge and the necessity of people, being poor that made them go into prostitution for money and two was how some people are still careful and descent in what they are doing. That’s why, I have decided to change the names and include this story in my articles writing,
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
The Excerpts From Eva Christ’s Diary.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dated: 06/11/2011
I will ask you one thing before I start.
You know that there are many children, little, innocent in our country and throughout world suffering from various mental illnesses losing their childhood. They are unable to play with others. They are unable to live with others. How will you feel if you can be a part of helping them live normally and happily?
This question, for which, if you search for answer, will lead you to a stage, where every child in India and world look at you with thanking eyes and smiling faces for your help to them. How proud and happy will you and your family feel that you have become reason for bringing smile on their faces and happiness in their eyes?
I am searching for the best to ask help. I am not talking about money or funds or anything. The main things I ask for are moral support and technical assistance. The ones with that zeal and ambition to serve the country and fellow countrymen are needed.
So, I was talking about a team that is trying to reach some aspiring heights. I invite you for coordination. I would like you to know more so that you can give your best and ask for best from us. I will be waiting for your reply because I think as Indians, we have that minimum responsibility to work and give at least a second in our life to serve our country and fellow Indians.
I am picking up students so that I can mainly work on that invention for Autism patients and branch of Team Akshara dealing with orphans, street children and little girls who are facing exploitation, lack of education, lack of care and those left away by their own parents because they are girls. You may be thinking that this was a problem many years ago. But still, even today, this problem is prevailing. Can you believe that in India, in one day, a minimum of sixteen girls are being left by their parents (at least parents are trying to leave them even if they don’t succeed)? Do you know that more orphanages are for girls than for boys? Do you know there are many places where a girl to boy’s sex ratio is less than fifty percent? Do you know how many girls are working as maids in houses India? Do you know how many little girls, not even of an age of thirteen are being sexually exploited in many cities in, you know how, I should not mention. I should not mention this thing, but, it is fact. Do you know how many girls are being sold out for mere money of few thousands every day across the country? Do you know how many are being sent to beg? Do you know how many are treated brutally both physically and mentally?
If our sisters come across a small problem like being commented by others or even more smaller problems also, we get angry and feel to kill those who had commented. Then what about these girls?
These girls are losing their childhood, the very delicate, and the very tender childhood, which should be filled with joy, fervor, happiness, smiles, and brightness in eyes. What do they have? Sadness, sorrows, darkness in eyes. They might have forgotten what is smile and how to smile a very long back. Isn't it?
No one cares about them because we don’t know them, because they are not from our house, because they don’t do anything for us in return. I admit many are working for them, but to what extent? How much we do for them, which will be still lesser for them. Can't you agree that there is a lot, really a very huge and much lot, to be done for them?
If we let this go like this, we can one day proudly say that our country, India, which is one of the most heritage and proud countries of world, which has some millions of years of history, which has so many religions and mythologies, in which, women are considered as Mother Goddess, in which, women are treated with respect and devotion, is now a country in which, women fear to walk around. There is a situation where women are far greater than men, winning in all fields, with excellence work in various fields but there is a situation where girls are far more behind men and being exploited also.
You might have heard about CRY - Childs Rights and You foundation. In its pledge, there is a line.
‘I fight for the little girl because she has a right to be free; she has a right to be happy. I am going to fight for her because she has a right to be a child. I am going to fight for her every single moment. With my skill. With my resources. With my heart. I am going to fight for her because I can and she can’t.’
Really, there is a need to help these girls.
Can I ask you one thing? These girls, whoever is being left, sold, exploited, do they know what is happening with their lives? They are so little. They are so innocent. They can’t shout on their problems. They can’t rescue themselves. They are DYING OUT THERE.
Just think how that girl will feel. If you are also a girl, you can understand their struggle better than me.
If I had said anything wrong or if I had used any words that I should not have used, excuse me. I was being more emotional. I was trying to fight with their problems by my words.
If you show interest and send reply, along with our information, I will send detailed plan of what we are working on in a mail. Just mail on
No need of sit and work together. That’s our real plan. We can’t say that all the team members in our team now will be together or working at one place throughout the life. But where ever we are and where ever we will be, with that desire and aspiration to help others in heart, we can work together from many far off places also if the intentions are good and helping oriented. That’s the one of the main vision of our team. I am also attaching a paper describing one of the works we are presently dealing with to assure you that we are working on something great that makes us satisfied that we have succeeded in helping many innocent children of our country. Even if the paper looks large, I request and recommend that you read it completely and carefully because that is one of the biggest work we are doing now and it gives complete information of what big thing we are after, HELPING OTHERS LIVE.
Akshara Initiative works for betterment of these girl children and more children being exploited and other branch of Akshara Initiative works for betterment of Autistics and other mentally disabled children.
What we need and what we are in search of is some aspiring and good-hearted youngsters who strive to work for the nation we have took birth in and lived on air of. Thank You.
But what are the other works of Akshara Initiative?
Akshara Initiative is working for betterment of orphans and street children and on that way, it's trying to make a short film or documentary showing the problems of orphans and street children in India to spread showcase of their problems to some others and Akshara Initiative don't speak about money or goods but about using your zeal and using your minds for helping for betterment of children mostly orphans and street children and also for betterment of girl children.
Akshara Initiative helps for betterment of children mostly orphans and street children and also for better of girl children.
Akshara Initiative shows forward for completing its short film or documentary.
Posted by
Akshara Initiative's news and updates team,
news and updates team,
India,
India.