She grew up in an orphanage, where each day brought silent pain and unspoken scars. Longing for a family, longing to be loved, she finally found someone who made her believe in life again.
They married under Gandharva Vivaha-an ancient Hindu rite with no witnesses, no certificates-just sacred vows whispered in love's name. For more than a decade, they built a life together. But fame changes people. And when he rose to prominence, he left her behind-denying their union, denying their years together, denying even the life growing inside her.
By the time she became pregnant with twins, he had already begun a new life-with another woman who knew the truth but chose to look away.
Abandoned, betrayed, and carrying his children, she walked the streets alone-begging for food, sleeping under the open sky, enduring hunger, humiliation, and a loneliness deeper than death. When one of her babies died, no one grieved with her. Instead, they branded her with a word she never deserved-"prostitute."
But she was never that.
In her faith, she was a wife.
In the eyes of God, she was a mother.
"I AM NOT A PROSTITUTE - Diary of a Single Mother" is not a cry for sympathy. It is the final letter of a woman who refused to be silenced-a testimony of love, dignity, and endurance, even when the world turned away.
A portion of the proceeds from this book will be donated to support women who are still fighting in the shadows-those seeking light after being wronged, judged, or abandoned. This book is for them too.