For the last ten days I have locked up my ten-year old daughter, Santa with this iron chain on one of her legs so she can’t run away from home again. I am always terrified to lose her. The last time she disappeared for eight nights. I was looking for her everywhere from morning until late at night. I went to train stations, parks, and markets; looking in all places. But she was nowhere. After eight nights of meticulously and desperately looking for her, I found her at the Farm Gate Foot over Bridge with other street drug addict girls and prostitutes. She was sniffing glue that I use for repairing shoes.
The last eight months she had disappeared from home several times. Once she disappeared for 10 nights. I felt that I was dying; I was searching for her everywhere. Whenever I free her from this chain, she goes missing!
I am a cobbler and I only earn 5000 taka per month with this money we survive poorly in this eight foot by eight foot room in this slum. I cannot take her to a good hospital or a doctor. Santa’s mother died while Santa was only 7 years old. After her mother passed away, I could not take care of my children properly and my only daughter mixed with other street children and got addicted to drugs!
I feel like I am dying when I attach this chain to my daughter’s leg. My eyes get drizzly every time I put this iron lock on her. But a poor father like me has no other choice to protect his innocent daughter, who does not even have a mother to shield her! _Kamal Hossin 40
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