“Achara felt sadness and grief “Is this what I am become? A goddess? Or I am just a proficient prostitute who cannot chose her life? The pain I feel in my heart, my desire to have a family, children whom I am denied to get, after Saman ordered Windel to take out my ovaries to avoid such risk! I remember Windel was crying while we were going to the surgeon room. I was thirteen. Saman and his armed men waited outside. Which hell of life I had and still: I flied away just to find out a worst reality: this poor girl ignoring this rotten world: she is here to sustain her family and is promptly abused by her friends? At least my faith is to be a prostitute since I was a child, I have small hope but I am trying my best to change my destiny, what about her? Which kind of spider-net captured her only to wait to be inoculated with poison to wait to be then devoured by such kind of insects. Oh, my Buddha, please help her instead of me, she needs more help and she is nothing else than a small girl with kind heart full of fear and confusion”.