My name is Nisha. I’m from Kolkata. I studied photography in Kolkata (Calcutta), India through an NGO (Blossomy) that works with human trafficking survivors. Survivor: that’s been my given label and identity. Born into a family working in the red light district, I recognized the cruelness of life at a premature age and wanted to save myself, but I was lost, like so many others — an army of girls hated and exploited for their gender. Parts of my life are unknown and others I keep hidden for my own safety. Even through my rescue, the following years of “freedom” were consumed in a shelter home where all of us children were locked in behind bars each night. After all these years, I still can’t find the words to properly explain it all, but it’s through my photography that I have a visual voice to share this past experience and its lingering effects.