💔 My Struggle as a Poor, Fatherless Man in India: The Truth No One Wants to Hear

 

💔 My Struggle as a Poor, Fatherless Man in India: The Truth No One Wants to Hear

I never thought life could be this painful until I lived it myself. I grew up without a father, with my mother working as a maid to feed us while the world around me used every chance to break my confidence and dignity.

Growing Up With Insults

Since childhood, I have been called ugly by my classmates, relatives, and people in the community. They told me I was a “black snake from a dirty pond,” and they would laugh at my appearance, reminding me I am fatherless and poor.

Every day in school and college, I faced bullying and humiliation that made me drop out, not because I was incapable, but because I couldn’t handle the pain and disrespect anymore.

Struggling for Survival

Now I am 27 years old, working small jobs just to survive and take care of my mother. I have dreams, but poverty and society’s judgment crush those dreams every day. I don’t have a father to support me, and I don’t have a family that cares about my dignity.

Instead of helping me, people in my community spread rumors about me, calling me worthless, ignoring my need for work, and isolating me because I am poor and fatherless. They know everything about my weaknesses, and they use it to humiliate me further.

Community Exploitation

For the last three years, I have faced community exploitation. People refuse to give me work, spread false gossip about me, and isolate me further. I even filed a complaint with the State Human Rights Commission, but nothing changed because society does not fear the Indian Constitution and law.

In India, many people have a disgusting mindset toward poor and orphan people, trying to destroy their confidence from childhood and using them for their benefit.

Living With Pain

I have no confidence left to look a girl in the eyes because I remember the insults from people calling me ugly. To handle my sexual desires, I use masturbation to stay away from wrong paths because I know suicide is haram, and I don’t want to take that step.

Sometimes, I think about how my dreams may never come true, but I always wished I could give my children a better future, a life where they would be respected globally. Yet, this pain remains with me, and I know it may end with me.

Why I Am Writing This

✅ Because I want the world to know what poor, fatherless people face in India.
✅ Because I want people to understand that poverty and being fatherless are not crimes.
✅ Because I want society to see how damaging their words and actions are.
✅ Because I still believe in the Indian Constitution, law, and order, even if society has failed me.

My Message

If you are reading this, understand that many people like me are suffering in silence, humiliated, and denied opportunities just because they are poor and fatherless.

We don’t need sympathy; we need work, dignity, and respect.

If you want to support, you can share this blog to spread awareness or help me find small work so I can take care of my mother.

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I Am Still Alive, Still Fighting

Despite the humiliation, poverty, and exploitation, I am still alive, believing that one day, the law will protect people like me, and the world will recognize the pain and strength it takes to survive as a poor, fatherless person in India.

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