18 years of life and I believed I m the only one whom the destiny chose for pain, sufferings and heartbreaks.
But when you break the shell of disappointments you built around yourself you realize the reality is deeper than your grief. Today, I have been through an article depicting the life of transgenders. Just passing a law, and entitling it in the constitution doesn't gurantee its proper execution. I see people calling these people home on any happy occasion. Whether its the birth of a new one or any other. They are asked to offer blessings. Don't they deserve it ?
Do they not imagine having a respectful life ?
Do they not imagine the love stories we dream of ?
Atleast we have our parents around us but these people are not even accepted as the members of thier own family. Every passing moment thier existence is questioned.And then me, we and everyone around, talks about pain. All I can say is I m a tiny maniac webbed in the false definition of pain. When you go deeper in this world, you realize pain prevails all around you with much more anxiety, tears and late night panic attacks. You just need to break your false shell. And at the end of this, I m nothing else but emotional.

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तीसरे लिंग की श्रेणी में,
उसको सारा भारत जानता,
पर इंसानियत की किताब में,
अब भी वो पहचान तलाशता,
पत्ते पर पत्ता, पत्ते पर पत्ता,
हर तरफ सत्ता है चलता!

(Full poem in caption!)

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Talking about Males & Females
and their responsibilities towards each other
and the society, I believe that
The Transgenders would be the happiest ones
on this planet;
At least, they don't suffer
this fucking gender nuts.

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When ,
He liked 'him' ,
She liked 'her' or
He wanted to be like 'her' ,
Society disapproved with insults.

But when,
He pretended to like 'her' ,
She pretended to like 'him' or
He pretended to be like a 'him' ,
Society approved with appreciation.

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लड़के से शादी करने कह के
मेरे अपनो ने
मेरा वजूद माँगा था
तब...
मैने मेरे अपनो से
मेरे अपने होने का
सबूत मांगा था... 🌈🌈🌈

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Aaj mujhey bazaar me "eunuch"dikh gayi, achanak ek khyaal aaya, mai kitna khuskismat hun ki mai apni zindagi me jo chahun kama sakta hun, bna sakta hun, bann sakta hun, saari khushi thodi zaddujahad ke baad mil hi jayegi par inki qismat aisi nahi wo sabkuch khud kelye ladd kar juta sakti par kudrat ne jo unhey bna diya wo unhey nahi badal sakti. Almighty hi janey wo kya kisko deta hai, ku kisi ko deta hai aur ku kisi ko kuch kum deta.Aisey hum sab "nashukrey" hai jab chizien hoti hai tow hum thukratey hai aur jab nahi hoti tow dhundtey hai. Isliye uski hiqmat par shak na kartey hoye apna dil silarahmi kelye zarur khol sakta shayad ye meri ada mere khuda ko mohabbat aur shukriya ka ek tariqa lagey jin chizow se usney mujhey sharabor kiya. Baqi Rabb hi har gayb ki baatow ko behtar janta hai aur behtar faisley karney walow me se hai.

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It was all over the NewsPaper Headlines.
Young Successfull Buisness Tycoon Getting Married.
His family was Speechless,Nervous,Shamed.
He was Cool,Calm and Knew What He Was Doing.
The D Day Arrived,and the Entire Local Media was at the Register Office.
All Focus was on the Bride as soon as she got down from the Auto and walked in.
They went inside,Exchanged Flowers,and went ahead to Sign the Register.
Her Name Read "Shailaja Alias Satish/Transgender".

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Sach kaheta hun Nikita Jindal,
Transgenders ko leker is tarah kabhi nahi socha aaj se pahale.
'Unlogo' ko Transgenders kaheta hai ye bhi nahi janta tha.
Kabhi kisi ko gali dete samai hi unke naam lete thay.
Kabhi train me dikhta to jaldi kuch de dete thay taki woh chale jai.
Bus sahi mei , kabhi itna waqt gujara hi nahi unlogo ko soch kar.
Aaj aapka challenge ne mujhe majboor kiya kuch waqt unke liye sochne par.
Woh woh hai kyu ki Iswar ne unhe eisa banaya.
Iswar ki koi creation is sangsar ke bhalai ke liye hi hogi.
Thank you Nikita Jindal. I will treat them with more respect from today.
Thank you Yourquote for giving us such a beautiful platform.

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Pink for girls.
Blue for boys.

But my favourite colour is purple, an amalgamation of bothe and defies them bothe.

~ From the diary of a Transgender.

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"Appa, Appa"
Appa turned, bent down and showered kisses on his son.
His school friends, seeing his Appa for the first time, laughed at him, mocking and teasing him.
The boy was calm and unperturbed even as the father looked away embarrassed. His childish innocence, hugging his father, whispered in his ear "so what, Appa. I don't care if you are a female or a male, you are just Appa to me and Appa you shall be. Come, let's go for a movie today"
Appa, adjusting his saree, walked back home, smiling to himself.
The transperson had been accepted by his own and nothing else mattered.

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