Trigger Warning•

“After my husband’s death in 2004, I took up a job as a sweeper with the GHMC. He died in a drunk accident. Over night, all the responsibilities fell on my shoulder. I had no time to grieve – I started working immediately. Since then, I’ve strived hard to make ends meet and feed my son and daughter. The first few years were horrible with people treating me horribly. I was left with absolutely no money. I earned Rs. 1,000 a month and that wasn’t even enough to pay house rent. But I worked hard for my children and their education. About 10 months ago, I lost my daughter – she died by suicide. Till today, I don’t know what happened. She was working in a super market. We filed a complaint but there was no information. I lost her – that’s all! I can never move on from that incident – how do I forget seeing her dead in my own house? My life was shattered, but I couldn’t give up. My son is responsible, understanding and supportive. He knows when I’m thinking of her. He consoles me. He is pursuing his engineering and has promised to work. He wants to take up the responsibilities. Some days, I cry because I miss my daughter. On other days, I’m reminded of the way I’m treated by households. People don’t even offer water. They treat me like I’m an animal. I work from 5 AM to 1 PM on almost all days. Life is not easy but it has taught me to be hopeful and cherish what I have – my son. He’s my strength and courage!”

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