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Inspiring story of Auto driver- who defied all odds despite in the teeth of difficulties

So many stories never cease to touch our hearts and you need just one good moment to bring a change to your life and that is either learning from others’ experience or from your personal experience.

Now after reading this story, you will think twice before moaning or complaining about your lavish life.

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This is the story of Shireen, who is an ordinary woman auto-rickshaw driver from Mumbai but her story is inspiring many people.

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*TRIGGER WARNING* “I was born into a conservative & poor Muslim family. By the time I was 11, my parents started fighting everyday. It took a toll on me. And soon, they got divorced. So when my mom decided to remarry, it was a scandal. But she went for what she wanted, fearlessly. After a few months, my mom was out with our brother, when a group of men from our community surrounded her, taunted her about her second marriage & humiliated her. They even taunted my brother & that affected her deeply. That night, she set herself on fire. Losing her was hard. But we had to move on. Within a year, my dad married me & my sister off. But my sister’s in-law’s bullied her for dowry & when she was pregnant, they poisoned her. I had lost the two people I’d loved the most. But when I got pregnant & my son was born, I had to move on, for him. After the birth of my third child, my husband refused to take care of us — all he wanted was to sleep with me. And when he was done with that, he said ‘talaq’ thrice & my kids & I had to leave the house. I was alone on the street, with 3 kids. So I set up a small biryani stall – but the BMC came & tore it down. My husband was a rickshaw driver, so when I had no option, I took my savings & decided to drive a rickshaw. I earned well, but a lot people harassed me – they’d doubt me because I’m a woman. Rickshaw drivers would bang into me & stop me from taking fares. But I didn't let it bother me. It’s been a year & my income keeps the house running. I give my kids all that they want, on my own. I want to buy them a car & hope to do that soon. Even my passengers make me feel great, some clap for me, tip me well & even hug me! I remember once, a passenger addressed me as ‘bhaiya’. When he realised I was a woman, he said I was a ‘dabbang lady’. That’s what I know I am & I want other women to know that they can be one too! Women are capable of anything – they don’t have to live by the rules of others. I don’t want anyone to suffer like my mom or sister did. So with every passenger I take, every compliment I get & every wish I fulfill for my kids — I know I’m not doing it just for myself but for every woman out there, suffering in silence."

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Shared by Humans of Bombay on their Instagram and Facebook pages, the post highlights her journey of how she lost 2 very important people in her life and the way she defied all odds in her life despite all such difficulties life threw at her.

Being born into a conservative Muslim family, Shireen lost her mother at a very young age itself. One more tragedy struck her. Her mother who married a second time was insulted by society and due to which, she set herself on fire.

Another terrible thing followed her way. It was after she lost her sister and then her marriage, Shireen made up her mind to take her life into her own hands by taking care of her 3 children and it was when she started to work as an auto rickshaw driver.

“I was born into a conservative and poor Muslim family. By the time I was 11, my parents started fighting every day. It took a toll on me. And soon, they got divorced.

So when my mom decided to remarry, it was a scandal. But she was someone who always went for what she wanted, fearlessly. A few months into the marriage, my mom had gone out with our brother when a group of men from our community surrounded her. They taunted her about her second marriage, and humiliated her character.

They even taunted my brother, and that affected her deeply. She was in such a bad state that later that night, she set herself on fire.”

“Losing her was one of the hardest things I had to face. But we had to move on. Within a year, my father married both me and my sister off.

But my sister’s in-law’s bullied her for dowry, and when she was pregnant, they poisoned her. I was shattered… I had lost the two people I’d loved the most. I was in a dark place but when I got pregnant and my son came into this world, I had no choice but to move on, for him.

Eventually my husband and I too started having problems. After the birth of my third child, he refused to take care of us – all he wanted was to sleep with me. And when he was done with that, he said talaq’ 3 times, and that was it I had to take my kids and leave the house,” she added.

“I was left alone on the street, with 3 mouths to feed. It was painful, but I had to buck up. So I set up a small biryani stall, but one day the BMC came and tore it down. My husband was a rickshaw driver, so when I had no option, I took all my savings and decided to drive a rickshaw.

I earned well, but a lot people harassed me they’d abuse me, put me down, and doubt me simply because I’m a woman. Other rickshaw drivers used to even purposely bang into me and stop me from taking fares. But I didn’t let it bother me ever.

It’s been a year since, and my income keeps the house running. I give my kids all that they ask for, on my own. I want to buy them a car and hope to do that soon. Even my passengers make me feel great, some clap for me, tip me well and even hug me!

I remember once, a man sat in my rickshaw, and didn’t realise I was a woman he addressed me as bhaiya’. But when he did, he said I was a dabbang lady’. That’s what I know I am, and I want other women to know that they can be one too!

Women are capable of anything they don’t have to live by the rules of others. I don’t want anyone to suffer like my mother or my sister did. So with every passenger I take, every compliment I get and every wish I fulfill for my children — I know I’m not doing it just for myself, but for every woman out there, suffering in silence.”

Written by Sagar Abhinandan

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