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Chapter 8

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Jay reached the church with a hope to find Gudiya, but there was nobody there. He had no idea about the time, so he chose to wait. Suddenly, a woman entered and greeted him.

‘Good evening, Sir. Are you Jay?’’

He was shocked to hear his name from someone he never even saw in his life.

‘Ummm, yes? I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you.’

‘Of course, you don’t know me, I’m Sana, Gudiya’s friend and a guide in this lonely city.’

‘Sana? She never told me about you…’

‘She never talks about me.’ Sana smiled.

There was definitely some other story involved, something that was hidden from Jay.

‘She is waiting for you, at the back of the church.’ Sana said and walked towards the back door of the church, that opened to a dark place. There was only moon light, which was not enough to make the place visible enough. As Jay stepped forward and exited the church, he found a big ground with graves all around.

‘It’s a cremation ground, isn’t it?’ Jay asked Sana.

‘Correct!’

‘Why is Gudiya waiting for me here?’

‘You forgot something yesterday, right? Here is your possession.’ Sana forwarded her hand that had memory card gripped in her fist.

Jay couldn’t believe what all was going on.

‘Hey! That’s mine, how and where did you get it from?’

‘Well, Gudiya gave it to me, she said this is the only thing that may bring you back, otherwise, you’ll never come back to her rescue, as you got what you wanted, a story!’

‘That’s not the truth, I told her I would rescue her, at any cost…’

‘But you see, she hardly believes anyone.’ Sana looked at Jay with empty, deep eyes.

There was a mystery, a hidden story that was concealed from Jay.

‘I’m asking you, where are we going? This is a cremation ground, and why would anyone wait for me here?’

‘Gudiya chose this place, because she is afraid to meet you in public, and if anyone sees her with same customer again, it can be a problem for her.’

They kept walking towards the never ending cremation ground, many graves passed by, and Jay was getting sceptical with each step he took.

‘But what’s the problem in meeting one customer again?’

‘Her pimp has strict rules about everything, moreover, she is always in surveillance. Because she has tried to run so many times, so she has her own customized rule book to follow.’

‘Oh! Then why this time of the night?’

‘You ask too many questions, keep walking…’

They soon reached a big tree. Jay thought Gudiya might be hiding behind it. It was dark all around, and it was the boundary of the cremation ground; beyond that tree was a dense forest, and it was so dark that he couldn’t see beyond a few trees and shrubs. Jay took a step forward.

‘Stop!’ Sana clutched his hand tightly.

‘What happened?’

‘Don’t go there now, sit here first, I want to tell you some things.’

Jay sat down and Sana sat with him, on the grassy ground.

‘Gudiya was there with you last night, and I guess she told you her story, right? Do you guarantee to help her?’

‘Of course, that’s the reason I am here, I totally forgot about the memory card, I was anyways going to help her.’

‘So, you wanted to help her at any cost?’

‘You bet! Otherwise I wouldn’t have risked my tour and went alone to places, followed her up, and interviewed her separately. We work as a crew, but for her, I gave up my men too. What else do you expect me to do?’

‘That means, she finally has a guardian angel!’

‘What do you mean?’

‘You know, Jay. She always talked about God’s miracles, and prayed for her escape, and always demanded a guardian angel in her life, who would free her. I’m glad she has you. I also work with her, I’m also a prostitute, but the reason is, I never tried to escape or be repulsive. Gudiya was the wild one, who would always break rules and seek freedom, but I was submissive…’

Jay couldn’t believe his ears. Sana was a young and charming girl, hardly in her teenage, even she was trapped in this filthy cage of prostitution.

‘Listen, if you can help me in tracking down anymore Indian girls, we can rescue you all.’

‘Jay, I really don’t know about any other brothels, but in ours, there are only two, me and Gudiya. I think it’s time you meet her…’

They both got up, and stepped at the back of the tree. There was no one.

‘Where is she?’ Jay asked with astonishment.

‘There…’ Sana pointed towards ground.

There was a tombstone directed with a name on it, which read:

Gudiya (November 1987 – May 2013).

‘What the fuck!’ Jay was taken aback, and he shuddered so hard that his back almost hit the tree behind him.

‘Gudiya died yesterday, Jay…’ Sana spoke, and a tear rolled down from her eye.

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  • pratikshya..

    August 2, 2013

    nice story..wan 2 read nxt part..:-)

    • Mehek

      August 2, 2013

      All chapters are uploaded here only, dear. Just click on the numbers to move on to the next chapters 🙂

  • syed mofassir

    August 18, 2013

    d story is well written…..an inspiring one…
    if I get a chance to help one such victim of dis hellish bussiness I would do anything 2 pull back from dis cruel prostitution…

    • Mehek

      August 18, 2013

      Thank you very much 🙂 if the government is supportive, scenario can be definitely changed.

  • harsha

    August 25, 2013

    whatttaaa story Mahi.. got tears.. hatsoff girl !! god bless.. keep writing 🙂

    • Mehek

      August 25, 2013

      Thanks a lot 🙂 and my name is Mehek, not Mahi 🙂

  • savita

    August 25, 2013

    gr88888 work dear…..really awsm…..touchng story….n d bitter truth also..,,,

    • Mehek

      August 25, 2013

      Thanks!

  • swati

    August 26, 2013

    this story brout tears in my eyes…we spend thousands a day nt caring sumone sell der body just to get their meal…wish cud help atleast one of them releasing them from such hells..:'(

    • Mehek

      August 26, 2013

      thanks dear 🙂 There are still some people who selflessly help others 🙂

  • Hemal

    August 27, 2013

    Very nice and touching story.
    We r very busy in our own materialistic and selfish beings that we r not able to see the sorrows of other people which r far more realistic than our.
    It is situation which jay faced that will bring us to our real senses and we will think of helping others.

    • Mehek

      August 27, 2013

      Exactly! But nowadays, nobody has the time to do anything for anyone. Even if we see a poor beggar on traffic signal, we’ll prefer to drive fast and ignore him, instead of donating some money, which maybe nothing to us, but everything to that poor soul! 🙂

  • manpreet

    September 29, 2013

    just finished this whole story at once… its really gud… touching story…. now i’m just going to buy ur book ,which i’ven’t read yet… 🙂

    • Mehek

      September 30, 2013

      Thanks! I hope you like Chained too, happy reading 🙂

  • neha

    October 8, 2013

    Ausm story ….infact felt like i ws experiencing it live…….
    .congratulations …to u uuu n tq u for writing it……

    • Mehek

      October 8, 2013

      Thanks a lot 🙂

  • dawn

    October 9, 2013

    Amazingly beautiful!! 🙂
    Gonna read all the stories of ur blog tdy!! 🙂

    • Mehek

      October 9, 2013

      haha 😀 Thanks… 🙂

  • Samayita

    October 11, 2013

    awesome………touched my heart!! :'(

    • Mehek

      October 14, 2013

      Thanks dear 🙂

  • Samayita

    October 14, 2013

    u rite awesome lov stories!! cn u rite a few more..?

    • Mehek

      October 15, 2013

      Of course why not? 😉 let my exams be over I’ll be back with a lot more 😀

  • shubhangi

    January 27, 2014

    Your writing is so damn captivating….really looking forward to read your novel CHAINED…. 😀

    • Mehek

      January 27, 2014

      Thank you dear 🙂

  • Pranjal

    May 12, 2014

    awestruck.. !!
    I was actually living the story.. you narrated it so so beautifully.. as if I know the characters.. gudiya.. jay.. mahi..!
    the way you described every situation from Bangladesh to Thailand.. n graveyard to taj mahal.. it was beautiful… its 4 am.. m habing my external vivas tomorrow… n al I am doing is reading dis story.. 😀
    your writting is really addictive.. 🙂

    • Mehek

      May 12, 2014

      That’s the nicest compliment I’ve got for Gudiya, there were more critics to be honest! But thank you 🙂 And do study, don’t screw up your exams. The stories are going to stay here but your exams will pass away…All the best!

  • Prachi

    June 14, 2014

    i can’t define with words how marvelous this story is!!! kudos (y) keep writing such stories dear… u r a great writer indeed…i was extremely sad to read that gudiya died…but yeah…there is the almighty….it seems all so real…real happenings…real characters..playing in my mind…. don’t know what to say…keep writing dear 🙂

    • Mehek

      June 14, 2014

      Thanks a lot Prachi 🙂 Means a lot! Keep reading and stay connected. There are a lot more stories to come 🙂

  • RaVi

    July 2, 2014

    Message*spechless…outstndng MaHaK…….

    • Mehek

      July 2, 2014

      Thanks Ravi, and the name is ‘Mehek’ 🙂

  • Irtayag

    July 25, 2015

    I m speechless… amazing.. how deeply u think and so nicely u pen it down. I was so engrossed into the story.. I cud visualise it. All the characters as if I m not reading it rather watching it live.
    Beautifully written and the message is also so touching..

    • Mehek

      July 25, 2015

      Thanks Gayatri…Gudiya was one of the toughest stories for me to pen down, because writing about prostitution and the ill-fated people associated with it is never easy, but I’m glad I could write it… 🙂 Thanks for reading it! You can follow my latest story here – http://www.mehek.in/fiction/inconsistent-love

  • Behshid Khairdi

    December 14, 2015

    Hello Mehek…..I am totally gripped to your stories….each story teaches me something,all kinds of stories are here..happiness,marriage,horror,black magic….I am savouring each and every story….just wanna thank u for all this…

    • Mehek

      December 15, 2015

      Hello Behshid 🙂 Thank you very much for your kind words of appreciation. I’m glad you liked my blog! Keep reading and stay connected…

  • Daisy

    April 16, 2016

    wow! literally brought tears to my eyes….it’s very sad that these kind of evils are still prevalent…..i wish the sufferers in real life have a happy ending just like gudiya in this story….but i guess that’s the differene between stories and real life….real lives do not always have a happy ending, do they? oh, but how i wish some real life jay would pop up from somewhere and help real life gudiyas….
    yeah, i know i am bad at explaining…
    anyway, now coming on to your writing skills, hw i wish i had a bit of your talent…. from a few days, the name mehek bassi kept coming into my mind, though i did not know why…so i finally searched the internet and am very glad to come across this website….i am a voracious reader and so you know how happy i was when i saw this site…and girl, you are an amazing writer! this is your second story i’ve finished reading in a day…
    i know i talk too much 😀 but hey, i couldn’t help it!!
    well done, mehek! keep writing!!!

    • Mehek

      April 16, 2016

      Thank you so much Daisy! 🙂 Your every comment means a lot to me, I am glad that you liked even the unconventional stories, otherwise most people search for hopelessly romantic love stories alone. Glad to find a reader who values other genres as well, that inspires writers like me to experiment and explore other areas of literature too! Thanks once again…God bless you

  • Kashish Malhotra

    July 31, 2016

    You are outstanding. You are the best.

  • Ankita patel

    December 23, 2018

    You are greatest one. While reading this story, I m feeling like wacthing a very interesting movie. thanx a lot. I m mad for your every story.

    • Mehek

      February 13, 2019

      Thanks a lot Ankita! 🙂 Much love…