Burma Times Correspondent: May 13, 2015
Along with her two sisters, Begum (not her real name) came to India to start a new life. Instead they were sold to a pimp in Delhi’s red light area for 200,000 rupees each.
“We were told that we would be married to good families,” says Begum. It was just after the riots, and women were desperate to leave Arakan. They thought a better life awaited them in a foreign country.
But instead, they spend their nights entertaining strange men, a life very different from the one she spent in her conservative Buthidaung home.
“We were tortured for the first few days and given medicine (drugs),” she says. Afterwards the sisters had no choice but to be prostitutes. Almost every night, they were spending their days with multiple men in villas, resorts, hotels and other fancy places.
This continued for two years when one night it went wrong. In a party at a villa outside Delhi, some men went wild and gang raped the three sisters and two other prostitutes. Unable to take the pain, her two sisters died the next day.
As soon as she recovered from the injuries, Begum ran away the first chance she got. “I wanted to get as far as I can from Delhi,” she says. It was difficult for her as she had never been on her own. However life had made her more experienced, she was no longer the novice who got tricked by traffickers in Arakan.
Begum managed to reach Jaipur where she finally came in touch with a member of the Rohingya Youth Union called Shafiullah. It is after that she related her experience in India.