The fascination for woman goes way beyond ones imagination. Dubai has been a destination for Indian middle class workforce. These people mostly leave their families back in India and then come and live as bachelors in the labour camps. They get to go to India once in 2 years or so.

The market for such bachelor’s interest on women is unimaginable huge and it operates with so much of ease and rule over the freedom of the said women.

One of our projects was for a Hotel Group Chain (like we have The Welcome Group). We happened to interact with the Chief Engineer a lot. During a weekend, I decided to go around with him to one of the 5 star hotels in Dubai which comes under their control. He often visits hotels belonging to their group to ensure safety standards and best practices. Right from the kitchen to the restroom.

In the hotel, he took me to 3 important cafe’s. Cafe 1 was Mujra style. Cafe 2 was discotheque. Cafe 3 was an English cafe.

He then gave me the details of women “employed” about Cafe 1:

- Their work starts from 9 PM and ends about 5 AM
- They are supposed to dance with whatever dress provided to them in front of an audience.
- The audience if they like the dance, they throw money.
- The women are not allowed to leave the premises of the hotel at anytime
- They are taken out in a group once in a month for a change
- They get paid around 400$ a month.
- The extra money they make is purely the tips they earn.

Cafe 2: He took me to the pavilion just above cafe 2. We watched the Cafe 2 through security camera’s and glass windows.

The DJ was playing music so loud and noisy and it was all Hindi music. All was able to see was boys and girls dancing to the noise. It was such a sad site to see kids who turned just legal or about to get legal dancing and shouting and engaging in public. Some of the older men take advantage of the disco. Sad sight!

Cafe 3: A English cafe for old men who want to watch food ball. There is a rock band who sing classic rock like Credence, Bruce Springsteen, etc. However the point to be noted is that the serving is done by all women again rules of Cafe 1 are applied.

Cafe 1 and Cafe 2 were completely Indian. However, the contrast was too much for me in a day. I was absolutely stunned.

Cafe 1 are women who are driven to this profession due to various situations back in India or some of them are even forced into this profession.

Cafe 2 are girls and boys who have no clue what is in store for them. But think that DJ Music and Discotheque is absolutely cool.

When I returned along with my friend, back to my apartment he told me “See how it is out in hotel industry. This is the worst industry ever to work. But if you are a guest, then the whole thing changes.”

What could you say? I did not know.

Probably, God Bless!

Doha,his second home after India. He came to Doha almost 7 years back. Even after marriage, he left his family back home and continued to live as a bachelor in Doha. For some reason, he decided to live alone in Doha.

Few months back his friend took him to Al Bustan Health Club. He got a good massage done, used the steam rooms and jaccuzi in the health club. The feeling after the massage was really good and exciting. After that he frequented the Health Club in Le Meridien.

Co-incidentally, his massage therapist had been the same person. The first time inside the massage room, he felt a lot shy to even talk to her or look at her. Next visits he was quite comfortable.

Nim, was her name. Born in Bali. 25 years. 11 Hours from Doha. Goes to Bali once in 18 months.

He kind of liked Nim and her massage.

He said, “Frankly Nim. I like to be with you.” Nim was silent. Nim started the therapy and did not speak through out. But, he felt that it was the best he ever got from Nim. He took another appointment 3 days later for Nim. Nim too liked his company.

He called her one day morning and asked her to take off and come with him to a special place. He drove her up to the southern mountain range. They kept talking about various things about their life in Doha and at that time, Nim got a call from someone. He felt uncomfortable.

But the cloud cleared instantly, when started talking again. Nim was impressed by the desert mountains.

He stopped his car near a camping site and climbed few meters up the mountain and found a spot to sit with Nim. The sunset from that mountain was brilliant. He sat close to Nim. Tried to hold her hand. Nim was reluctant, but did not resist. He did not care.

He was driving back. Nim was silent. He said “Nim, we will live together here. I feel that I should stay close to you all the time.”

Nim said, “I will think” when she was getting down at her apartment. Few days later, Nim shifted to his apartment.

He liked her company. He almost got a family here in Doha. He took care of Nim very well and let her save the money she earned. After some 6 months with all the Nim in his life, he decided to go to India to meet his family.

Nim at the same point thought she would also take a vacation. The booked same day flights.

Jakarta International Airport: The next day. Nim landed and her eyes searched the crowd for someone. Came running a boy. Probably aged 5. Behind the boy, was a guy waving his hand.

Nim said “hey… honey.. how are you?”

The boy replied “I am so happy to see you mummy”.