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God’s Own


Of those so many divisions of human conscience, one of the strongest divisions was of man and woman…but then the irresistible desire of demarcating even the living consciousness took over. We were so indulged into our prejudiced and deceitful passing of judgment that we slowly forgot the “human-ness” we were made up of.

There is a 4000 year old history associated with eunuchs in India.

They are continuously subjected to physical and mental harassment, biased treatment, insulting occurrences, neglected basic rights and demeaned survival.

They are a part of our society and have each and every right to be meaningfully in existence.

This post is inspired by   http://goingbeyondthepages.wordpress.com/2012/08/17/gender/

 

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I adore your flawlessness.

The speckle free existence.

A gift of being sure.

Me – a wreath of reality

ignoring judgmental gestures

that I am the only impure.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never shy of my being

I sing for you and am merry,

dancing without an excuse.

You bestow me with

unwarranted inequality,

smiling shame and insulted peruse.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ornamental genders

inside mutilated bodies,

fed with biased admirations.

I seek not to hide

the difference from you

knowing your dismal insulations.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I see no reason

why I have not been casted

with his love and innocent charm.

The demise I see

of humane credence in you

is what does the real harm.

 

 

 

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  1. August 17, 2012 at 11:01 pm

    Sure we need to be more sensitive towards them. But i, personally am intimidated by their presence. It has nothing to do with biases, or prejudices.
    Its more about the way they potray themselves.

    Nicely written Prashant.
    🙂

  2. August 17, 2012 at 11:22 pm

    Very thoughtful.

    • August 18, 2012 at 8:41 am

      just came up after reading the mentioned blog post…and realized that actually they don’t have any fundamental rights either.

  3. August 17, 2012 at 11:47 pm

    Biasness is never good for anyone.. everyone deserves to be treated equally.. Nice post!

  4. August 18, 2012 at 12:39 am

    sensitively written ! every human being has a right to live with respect!

    • August 18, 2012 at 8:42 am

      and human beings are the ones who demean the humane existence of others. Sorry state.

  5. August 18, 2012 at 5:00 am

    What gender does a soul have? For those who have not seriously considered this question, may I suggest they examine their own soul for a little light on the subject, and all will be revealed. 🙂 After all … “Namaste”, millions repeat daily while seeing nothing, And there are none so blind as those who will not see.

    • August 18, 2012 at 8:49 am

      Thanks Ben…you just made the best conclusive remarks for the post.
      The hatred for our own human race by us is never understood…’cas it has no logic and just some evil sustenance.

  6. August 18, 2012 at 7:37 am

    hmmmm well said 🙂 The day we realise the worth of life – its true objective for existence (selfless happiness in everyone’s eyes) we will start respecting every human being irrespective of caste/gender/community/social status and whatever ………hmmmmmm…….

    • August 18, 2012 at 8:55 am

      Thank You 🙂
      Perhaps the term “selfless happiness” is far away hidden or locked in our conscience. It is so honest of you to bring out that the respect for humans by humans is till longed for. But by whom ? The insulted ? Nah, it is we white collared ones who talk about these issues in our TV programs and articles and become famous !

  7. Pawan Hira
    August 18, 2012 at 10:03 am

    Ben does hit the right point in saying that. And you have worded their life in a short but substantive verse. We have to open our minds to clear the lessons of society, and think beyond a certain sect, boundaries and insincere ideologies that govern our life. We stand equal balancing nature with each and every organism, not above them, not below them — but at par (together) with equal horizon to share.
    Your words define bestial fabric that we wear, Prashant.

    • August 18, 2012 at 10:18 am

      Thanks Ben and Pawan…you simply drive the frustration away with your carefully woven words of support.

  8. Jas
    August 18, 2012 at 10:15 am

    Very well brought out Prashant. Their pain, their helplessness.

  9. August 18, 2012 at 7:43 pm

    …not just spoken… remarkable words, humanitarian zeal and passion.

  10. Midnighthues
    August 19, 2012 at 3:56 am

    Nicely written Prashant! I have pleasant memories of hijras… I remember one one adorable guy called Jamal when I was very young. He always watched out for us and made sure he got my mom’s mango pickle! He was a security guy in the night and proudly dressed as a Hijra in daytime.

    • August 19, 2012 at 10:17 am

      Ahh…got a few of mine too ! Mostly pleasant ones from the childhood.

  11. Archana
    August 21, 2012 at 10:52 am

    loved this poem … i don’t have any way to honour you with some national award .. else i surely would have !!! 🙂 keep us thinking !!! 🙂

    • August 21, 2012 at 11:59 am

      this would be just enough for the time being ! 🙂
      Thank you Archana

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