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Chitranjan Sharma

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कोई रात बिताने की कहता है कोई गंदी बातें करने की कहता है बस कहता नहीं कोई इन बडे मुकामों को पाने की इन तारों को जगमगाने की बस कहता नहीं कोई कोई कपड़े उतारने की कहता है कोई द्रोपति बनने की कहता है बस कहता नहीं कोई इस सारे जहां से लड़ जाने की इस दुनिया को अपनी अहमियत दिखाने की बस कहता नहीं कोई कोई रुसवा होने को कहता है कोई झुकने को कहता हैं बस कहता नहीं कोई इन आसमान को छू जाने की इन नदियों के साथ बह जाने की बस कहता नहीं कोई #Prostitutes

कोई रात बिताने की कहता है कोई गंदी बातें करने की कहता है बस कहता नहीं कोई इन बडे मुकामों को पाने की इन तारों को जगमगाने की बस कहता नहीं कोई कोई कपड़े उतारने की कहता है कोई द्रोपति बनने की कहता है बस कहता नहीं कोई इस सारे जहां से लड़ जाने की इस दुनिया को अपनी अहमियत दिखाने की बस कहता नहीं कोई कोई रुसवा होने को कहता है कोई झुकने को कहता हैं बस कहता नहीं कोई इन आसमान को छू जाने की इन नदियों के साथ बह जाने की बस कहता नहीं कोई #Prostitutes

Juhi Saini

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Prostitutes are also human beings like us,they are also made of flesh but people don't think or talk of them because they think that this occupation(prostitution)and the women who engage in it, aren't deserve any sort of respect in this society. People think that if a woman is engage in prostitution then she is doing it with her own will. But i want to tell people that no one is willing to be whore/prostitute. People think that prostitutes are happy with their work but why doesn't anyone want to know prostitute's reality, their pain,their helplessness, their hazardous condition in which they live their life in brothels? Yes,i am agree that it should not be sexual harrassment infact it is more than sexual harrassment when people (men)look at prostitutes with the lusty eyes because it may not hares them physically but it strikes them mentally. People who thinks that prostitutes don't have respect and they are not worth of it ,i want to ask them that they can fulfil their lust or can spent a night with prostitutes so why can't they talk or think about prostitutes?prostitutes emerge themselves in this fealty occupation due to poverty (as jayanta mahapatra presents in his poem "Dholi") ,sacrifice themselves or their whole life for their family or if a man has copulate with a whore ,then he is equally responsible as much as that whore .(So why this society or people don't neglect those person who have mingled with prostitutes. )Prostitution isn't good occupation i agree ,that they sell their body for money ,but what about those men who pays them for one or two nights ?So it doesn't mean that they are not worth of this society because if there is no slut/whore then the number of rape will increase.So according to me talking of them isn't indecent or unacceptable behaviour in gnteel society. By :juhi saini 1:53a.m(13 oct 2018) #Prostitutes#

Prostitutes are also human beings like us,they are also made of flesh but people don't think or talk of them because they think that this occupation(prostitution)and the women who engage in it, aren't deserve any sort of respect in this society. People think that if a woman is engage in prostitution then she is doing it with her own will. But i want to tell people that no one is willing to be whore/prostitute. People think that prostitutes are happy with their work but why doesn't anyone want to know prostitute's reality, their pain,their helplessness, their hazardous condition in which they live their life in brothels? Yes,i am agree that it should not be sexual harrassment infact it is more than sexual harrassment when people (men)look at prostitutes with the lusty eyes because it may not hares them physically but it strikes them mentally. People who thinks that prostitutes don't have respect and they are not worth of it ,i want to ask them that they can fulfil their lust or can spent a night with prostitutes so why can't they talk or think about prostitutes?prostitutes emerge themselves in this fealty occupation due to poverty (as jayanta mahapatra presents in his poem "Dholi") ,sacrifice themselves or their whole life for their family or if a man has copulate with a whore ,then he is equally responsible as much as that whore .(So why this society or people don't neglect those person who have mingled with prostitutes. )Prostitution isn't good occupation i agree ,that they sell their body for money ,but what about those men who pays them for one or two nights ?So it doesn't mean that they are not worth of this society because if there is no slut/whore then the number of rape will increase.So according to me talking of them isn't indecent or unacceptable behaviour in gnteel society. By :juhi saini 1:53a.m(13 oct 2018) #Prostitutes#

Devansh Desai

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Today, the state of Indian journalism is such that if I were given to choose between an interview and spending a night with prostitute, I'd rather do the latter. No, not for sex; just spending hours conversing with one because I consider them to be some of the most interesting people in the world. #presstitutes vs #prostitutes #Indianjournalism #yqbaba

Today, the state of Indian journalism is such that if I were given to choose between an interview and spending a night with prostitute, I'd rather do the latter. No, not for sex; just spending hours conversing with one because I consider them to be some of the most interesting people in the world. #presstitutes vs #prostitutes #Indianjournalism #yqbaba

Lakshmi Menon

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Someone somewhere is peacefully asleep, Knowing they are safe. For, though you are not there in their life, You love them enough to let them go, You are selfish and proud enough to not plead to get back to them, And you are good, and not vindictive enough to seek revenge. That is a beautiful person, they lost, Those who seek a body, Shall find many to satisfy their voracious sexual appetite, But those who seek a soul to corrupt, It's not easy. For, there are some harlots, Who sell their bodies, but not their souls... ©Lakshmi Menon The harlot with a heart #Prostitutes #womanwhowrites

Someone somewhere is peacefully asleep, Knowing they are safe. For, though you are not there in their life, You love them enough to let them go, You are selfish and proud enough to not plead to get back to them, And you are good, and not vindictive enough to seek revenge. That is a beautiful person, they lost, Those who seek a body, Shall find many to satisfy their voracious sexual appetite, But those who seek a soul to corrupt, It's not easy. For, there are some harlots, Who sell their bodies, but not their souls... ©Lakshmi Menon The harlot with a heart #Prostitutes #womanwhowrites

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There's always a different way. Or that's what she thought when she took up prostitution as a job to support her family. However, her father took up pimping. #end #collab #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #prostitution #crime #illegal

There's always a different way. Or that's what she thought when she took up prostitution as a job to support her family. However, her father took up pimping. #end #collab #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #prostitution #crime #illegal

Osho Jain

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This is the diary of a prostitute woman ... Should I call her woman or just prostitute? ... Harrowing tale of grief stricken human being... Should I call her human being? These prostitute are like dormant butterflies who are just imprisoned inside red light areas to please feeble and dilapidated testosterones... Grotesque and rough hewn organ of society... Should I call them organ of society or just trash to adore days and nights of many... This was the diary of retired prostitute... Should I call them retired? Men show their brutality and game of activated testosterones in bed rooms... So why do they hide themselves to confront inside the palace of dormant butterflies? Latent innocence of prostitutes ... Should I call them innocent? 🌻Osho jain🌻 Here's a #collab prompt for #YoStoWriMo Day 6. What if you find a stranger's diary in your bag? How would you return it? What would be writt

This is the diary of a prostitute woman ... Should I call her woman or just prostitute? ... Harrowing tale of grief stricken human being... Should I call her human being? These prostitute are like dormant butterflies who are just imprisoned inside red light areas to please feeble and dilapidated testosterones... Grotesque and rough hewn organ of society... Should I call them organ of society or just trash to adore days and nights of many... This was the diary of retired prostitute... Should I call them retired? Men show their brutality and game of activated testosterones in bed rooms... So why do they hide themselves to confront inside the palace of dormant butterflies? Latent innocence of prostitutes ... Should I call them innocent? 🌻Osho jain🌻 Here's a #collab prompt for #YoStoWriMo Day 6. What if you find a stranger's diary in your bag? How would you return it? What would be writt

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तवायफ़ वो रौशनी देख रहे हो ? वो एक चौराहा है, जहाँ अलग दुनिया बसती है । सुबह, पल पल रिसती है । शाम, छिली जाती है । रात, घाव गहरा होता है । फिर कोई उसे कुरेदता है । यह उस तवायफ़ का पहलू है, चौराहा जिसका वजूद कहलाता है, लेकिन कहीं आसरा नहीं पाता है । लिपटी है अहंकारों के बोझ तले, छानती है तिल तिल ख़ुशी के लम्हे । साब, बस गिरती, छूटती जैसी भी है, यही है मुट्ठी में रेत सी, ज़िन्दगी ! #तवायफ़ Challenge by Meehikaa Joshi and nominated by Shubhi Khare As Meehikaa wrote that beautiful poetry, I could not think of anything el

तवायफ़ वो रौशनी देख रहे हो ? वो एक चौराहा है, जहाँ अलग दुनिया बसती है । सुबह, पल पल रिसती है । शाम, छिली जाती है । रात, घाव गहरा होता है । फिर कोई उसे कुरेदता है । यह उस तवायफ़ का पहलू है, चौराहा जिसका वजूद कहलाता है, लेकिन कहीं आसरा नहीं पाता है । लिपटी है अहंकारों के बोझ तले, छानती है तिल तिल ख़ुशी के लम्हे । साब, बस गिरती, छूटती जैसी भी है, यही है मुट्ठी में रेत सी, ज़िन्दगी ! #तवायफ़ Challenge by Meehikaa Joshi and nominated by Shubhi Khare As Meehikaa wrote that beautiful poetry, I could not think of anything el