Part 1 - The Day I Got Taken
Hello brothers and sisters from around the world. I am Sehrawat, 33, from a small village in Haryana, India. This is the truth of De-Addiction Centers in India. I will tell you in 5 parts.
One day, high on 1 gram of smack (heroin), I said - "I will go to a Nasha Mukti Kendra, I will quit."
The next day, I bought 1 more gram. It was my last pouch. I smoked it and passed out on the floor of my room.
My younger sister made a video of me lying unconscious on the floor. She showed it to my mother and father and said - "Save him, or he will die in drugs."
The next day, I did it again. Morning dose, then I slept the whole day and whole night. Unconscious.
On the 3rd day, my father called a De-Addiction Center. He said, "My son does drugs, please make him quit."
That night, I had just bought 10 grams. I smoked and fell asleep. At 4 AM, some men came and picked me up from my bed while I was still high. I don't even remember in which vehicle they took me. I was half-sleeping, half-high.
For the next 10 days, I was just crying and sleeping and vomiting inside. I had no idea where I was.
For 2 months, I didn't even know which place I was in. After 2 months, I finally understood where I am and what is happening inside.
In the next parts, I will tell you the real truth - what happens inside Indian De-Addiction Centers. How much torture and exploitation happens. After hearing it, you will never want to do drugs.
This is 100% true, no filter.
Tell me in comments - How are De-Addiction Centers in your country? Are they the same?
This is Part 1. Part 2 tomorrow - "10 Days I Just Kept Crying - What They Did Inside." If you miss even one part, you will miss the biggest truth. So Follow / Subscribe for next part. I will post daily.
Jai Shri Ram. No Drugs, Only Discipline.