In the time it took her to read a poster on a street in Calcutta, Sohini Chakraborty’s life changed forever.
They sell me my own blood for some gold and some silver.
I rinse and rinse my mouth but the treachery remains.
I am no more bride to be.
I am no more mother to be.
I am no more future to be.
She walked directly into the women’s shelter and volunteered to help. She saw children’s faces, without expression, as if the lights in their eyes had been switched off. But Sohini imagined a new future for each of them, alive with renewed energy and spirit.
Sohini Chakraborty is a dancer, choreographer and sociologist. After meeting the survivors in the shelter, it dawned on her that dance itself could be a vehicle for recovery. By encouraging girls to move their bodies, sh