Dark night … a ship is docked in harbor, something sinister is going on… police interferes and rescues hundreds of half dead men, women, children packed in its underbelly… ready to be smuggled in, thrown inside prison camps where they toil to death.
It’s not a clip from a movie. Its reality! Hundreds if not more Indians follow the mirage of good income, an escape from unemployment, hunger into the jaws of these modern slave owners.
These people run these slave farms quite methodically, the interesting question is how they avoid the local police; such people have been rescued from Europe, USA too apart from their massive number rescue from Middle East.
The next question that pops in mind is why the governments don’t warn their people against these vultures that lure these people away to these crooks.
It’s a horrible life that awaits them there; they are sucked in all types of exploitations without payment. They are even cajoled, persuaded to bring more victims in, using their own references.
A week or so back I was reading a poem in my friend Charles’ blog, about this modern slave industry.
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