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Loud and clear?



What language do you speak?
Kannada, Hindi, Bengali, Telugu, Tamil and English.
Loud and clear?
Yes!
Are you new to this area?
Yes. First time working here.
Don't worry, you just have to learn the rule of their game.

When you enter the building,
remember to use only the lift on the 
left side. That is for maids and dogs.

When you ring the doorbell, smile.
Not too wide, they'll  think you're too friendly.
Go straight into kitchen.
If she ask if you're menstruating,
say no.
In the corner, you will find your cup and plate.

If she is in a good mood, you might get
some leftover tea.
Never tell them, you eat beef and pork.

The hall is a neutral zone.
Take your time so she doesn't think
You're not working hard enough.
Don't touch any fragile objects, their
gaze on you can make you nervous.
If something breaks, you will have to pay for it.

The bedroom is a war zone;
Try and clean it while she is around.
Let her supervise your every move
else she will accuse of thieving!

The bedroom is also where he can try anything!
Usually it starts with some comments,
brushing past you, but it can go anywhere.
Remember, no-one will believe your side of the story.
Make sure you are never alone with him in room.
Don't dress up, tie your sari higher up.
don't look too beautiful.

After you finish your work, don't take 
refuge there.
Leave immediately.
Go to the park in the complex, but
don't sit on the benches, the security
will chase you out.
There are a few chairs near the common
toilet in the building.
You can sit there.


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