At night I cry

“I still don’t have any idea what I was supposed to do in India”, tells Senjal Lama in her broken English. “The only thing I knew was that I was promised work and money.”

On the border with India she was stopped by a human rights organization who saved her from being trafficked for the sex-industry. Like many young girls in Nepal she was looking for opportunities for a better life. After the earthquake that hit the country two years earlier Senjal moved to Kathmandu, where she now lives with her four year old son and cousins in one small room.

She works as a dancer in a nightclub. The promise for work made her decide to go to India, where almost every girl ends up in the sex-industry. The diffuse networks not only transport girls to India, but now reach also as far as the Middle East and Africa. Globally the ILO estimates that more than 21 million people are being trafficked, which makes up an economical value of roughly 150 billion dollar. Experts say that after the earthquake of 2015 there has been an enormous rise in human trafficking. Senjal however is happy to be back in Kathmandu, after she was explained what could have happened. About a month after my visit to Nepal I receive a Facebook message from Senjal. She has gone to the city of Mombasa in Kenya, Africa. Details were missing, but she doesn’t like it over there, she says. Since then there is only silence.