It had to happen. It finally came. All over the internet now ... the Brahma Kumari Pornography Fantasy - XXX (ex-BKs only)!!! May the braver of you, and mmbhat, click on the blue link and test your stage for once and for all.
OK, I accept no responsibility for this. I underline ... THIS IS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME!!! I assure you all I was NOT looking for those sorts of links, it just "popped up" all of a sudden when I was looking for something else entirely ... as it does. But, of course, it was my duty of care to the community to make an inspection, document and critique it. It is said to be written by a female author, Married. Bisexual. Mother of two children. Husband works abroad (but how could one truly know?).
Now the strange thing is ... this sister obviously knows not just her Brahma Kumaris but also his India, Mount Abu and a bit about spirituality ... see other articles (here it is again), ooh Baba!
OK ... that is my seva for the day ... good luck to you all and may God bless all that venture this way!!! :oops:sorggavaasal wrote:Indian wives, ninety percent, don't go to work. They stay home and call themselves housewives. But fate was so cruel to me that I was destined to give up the so-called housewife status to work and earn for my family. I had to support my only daughter and my invalid husband.
I tried all possible means to earn. I tried as a sales girl. The owner of the shop, taking advances, pressed my breasts one day, squeezed my buttocks another day, that and all I allowed, but when he wagged at me ... I tried even prostitution, but with the very first customer, when he ... I went into the open, on the garbage laden streets of Mount Abu, and survived as a rag picker ... On that day, I went into the streets, as usual, picking rags. After quite some time, I became aware of a young man following me. I felt a chillness running through me. I sped up and moved towards the lake, where security persons would be posted. That man chased me not, but in his leisurely phase followed me there also.
I came down and stepped on the road. Brahma-kumaries, gents and ladies in white robes, had already started their morning walk around the lake. I walked north, took a narrow path and climbed the hill and went behind a rock. I sat down lifting my ... Only then I noticed him, the young follower, standing on the high platform of the nearby rock-garden, watching me intently. I felt shy and covered my head and of course the other uncovered parts. I left immediately and went straight into my hut.