The untold story of a Courtesan

Three

The doors of laal Mahal stood opened and heard the city of jhansi celebrating Diwali with firecrackers being shoot into the sky and all the girls could see from the entrance and Pooja lay her head against Alia shoulder and uttered"wish we could celebrate Diwali together or with our families like this, instead we have to sell our bodies out on this special occasion!".she said with a tear escaping her eye.

I felt immediately sad by her words and said"same here Pooja!".

I then stood up and lend a hand to Pooja and she placed her hand in mine and lift her up and the rest of the girls did the same since no one is showing up.I told the musicians what song to play and indicated to the girls what song we will be dancing on and Jhanvi begum sat a few feet away from the musicians and stared at us with a glare.

As the music started,we danced and out of the blue,men of all shape and sizes,young and old filled the brothel and while many of the girls had already entice most of the men,tonight I was in the mood to spend time with someone of my liking.pooja and I were still dancing,with bags of money being tossed to the center in which Jhanvi begum eyes were about to fall of her head and every minute passing by she couldn't stop smiling.

Wine being passed around and everyone having a good time,I looked around to see each man with a girl laughing and getting all intimate and it sometimes disgust me to see what these girls must do to live another day in this horrible place.then out of the blue,everyone stopped as a young man dressed in a black kurta with gold embroidery on the edges and black pants in a drunken state with a wine bottle in his left hand and his curly hair hanging just above his eyes,all messy making him look cute with his grey eyes.

Gossip quickly started going around the main hall and reached mine and Pooja ears which astound us that this attractive young man is the prince of jhansi.

The royal family of jhansi known as the Singhs has a very respectful and fierce reputation in the city of jhansi and the brothel. seeing one of them outside the royal palace was a odd for most people,consisting out of the main head of the family and ruler of Jhansi Maharaja(king) Vikram Singh,a kind king that ruled over jhansi for 50 years with peace and prosperity.Second member Rani(queen) Kashi Vikram Singh,a women no one would dear to mess with and anyone trying to cross her part would be punished or executed in a deadly way.thirdly Rajkumar(Prince) Bajirao Vikram Singh,a playboy for most people as the stories of his scandalous adventures about wooing any girl he sees,and lastly Rajkumari(Princess) Mohini Vikram Singh,a kind heart girl just as her father and her beauty that has been admired across the city by it's people.

He looked at everyone and walked straight towards me and Pooja with gulping down the alcohol from the bottle.what made it abit scary for me was he couldn't even walked up straight and can fall to the ground at any moment,no one could take their eyes off him and whisper about him but I took a step forward and Pooja stop me and I turned around and she said"Alia....let me take charge of this bull for tonight,he special!".she replied with a happy smile.

"No Pooja.....don't take it the wrong way,I think he need someone to talk to with his sad face then seducing him tonight....if you understand?".I asked her with a concerned face.

"Okay fine....but next time!,I won't allow you to take another suitor like that again!".she said with giggle coming from her mouth and I laughed.

I turned back to see him,just about to fall when I went down on my knees and caught him in my arms.the bottle fell out of his hand luckily didn't break and rolled a few feet away from us.my hair got untired for no way to explain and went to the side and lying on my lap tears escaping his eyes,I don't know what came over me and I wiped his tears.

He opened his eyes and saw my face and I spoke"Hi.....I'm Alia".