I am Raj, and today I am here to narrate you my story. A story, which has a lot of heart shaking moments, a few unbelievable facts of life and it is all true as I have personally experienced it all.

I was very young when my dad expired. My mom used to tell me stories about my family. She used to say that my grandmother was CMO of Kanpur, she was a very nice woman, and my grandfather was a doctor. My father owned a hotel and we had a very good life. However, everything changed drastically when my grandmother expired.

My grandfather married again and got us a step grandmother. You must have heard and seen in movies how step mothers are! That is exactly how my step grandmother was. She just boycotted us, and took control of the house. She literally treated us like servants in the family and my grandfather was completely under her control. He heard nothing against her. He saw our condition but never said anything.

Things got worse when my father expired. Continuously for 2-3 days, we had nothing to eat.  We had a neighbor, the woman was very sweet and helped us in every possible way she could. However, she could not be there always, so as long as she was there she always served us food.

Our conditions were not good. We had to fight and struggle for even our basic needs. However, my mother did not know many things, so she decided to cook at other people’s house. She took this decision only because of me and my sister, we were too small and just to fulfill our basic need of food she started working.

I still remember her first day of work. When she returned home and she just busted in tears saying that, “I never imagined that we will have to face such adversity and I will actually have to go and work in other’s house”. My mother was completely broken, but she kept silent and continued working as it was for my sister and me.

When we started going to school, we never knew what lunch was. At times, we did not even have money to buy a pencil. Asking mother for lunch or pencil was the last thing running on our minds. As we have seen her struggling so much, she always remained tensed trying to meet our needs.

I was too small and I use to always feel that everyone’s father returned home in the evening then where is my father. Why he does not come back home. I just held my father’s photo frame and busted in tears. It was very difficult to survive in whatever my mother was earning. My grandfather also did not bother. At times, he used to just hand over 250 gm oil and 2 kg flour, not realizing the fact that we have not had food probably since days.

At times we use to visit our grandfather, one of the biggest reasons of my visit was that he knew how we were living, and struggling for every bit but he never said a word instead always handed us some money to manage a few days.  My step grandmother never allowed me to leave easily. She made it a point that I earned the money my grandfather handed me. So she used to ask me to cook around 100 chapattis. Just imagine an 8 year old boy, firstly how he would manage to cook so much and then I had to travel 3 km late night alone back to my home. I can never forget those fearful dark nights. My only motive was to take some money back home, which would help my mother in some way. This kept going on for long and somehow we managed to finish our studies. Then my grandfather expired.

Now things had changed as we had grown up and now the responsibility of the house was on me.  I needed a job to run my family. I had to get my sister married. Nevertheless, because I had no qualification I was not getting any job. I finally decided to join a gym.  I made very good friends there and they taught me one thing, which actually changed my life. They taught me to please girls and I made many girl friends.

I was pursing class 12th and did not have much money for further studies, so I joint my aunt’s company. She had a food supplement company like Amway. The office was in Gumti, in Kanpur. I started working there and slowly things started falling in place.

In college, I met a girl who used to blackmail me for having sex. She used to pay me handsome amount for sex with her.  Eventually this became a habit. As long as I was earning good money through this I did not mind, I earned almost 13 lac. I found that she was married and she was only interested in sex. She told me that she was not happy with her husband and wanted to continue this between us. She also introduced me to her friends. I think I had 135 such associations of only sex and no relation. This was like a paid job.  I continued my job in the gym as I was learning a lot and it was the means of living for me. This money that I was earning, I wanted to invest in setting up my own Gym.

I have done this a lot many times but it was shocking to see how people are running behind sex just for pleasure. It seemed quite normal amongst girls and boys both. I never knew or imagined that I could earn lac through this.

At present, I have left all those jobs and I am focusing only on my Gym. I also run a yoga class and I am currently pursuing marketing. I am also helping a few needy and poor kids. As I realize their pain and understand their plight. I have been into the same situation and I do not want others to suffer and go through the same. Therefore, I am trying my best to help a few kids and I hope I can give them a better standard of living.

Have you realized reading my story that how sensitive this issue is. People are either running for sex or for gadgets.  We are ready to be slave to gadgets and sex is only for pleasure. Everyone has forgotten what relations, love or sentiments mean. The real definition of being into a relation whether it be a girl or boy or within the family has drastically changed.

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