​Transgenders: a life without identity.

I was reading about section 377 of IPC. While I was searching about this,I was stopped by a link saying:  Shabnam Mausi: india’s first transgenders MLA. Shabnam mausi was MLA from sohagpur seat of madhya pradesh, my own state. Then suddenly I read another link saying Kamla Mausi:  india’s  first transgenders mayor of Katni , a district of madhya pradesh ,that is neighbouring to my very own district. These informations were very inspiring and they encouraged me to read more and more about transgenders. I ended up watching 4-5 eye opening documentaries about their lives, one movie by Ashutosh Rana on Shabnam mausi itself, many news clippings and interviews and also how internationally their condition is.
I started to feel very bad. How can such a big section of our society continues to be without face and identity? Society discards them but they need society. In one of the clip I saw a transgenders saying in an interview that health and medical treatment is their one of the biggest problem. No hospital and no doctors treats them as humans . thus they gradually have stopped going to doctors and hospitals, mostly they cure their ailments themselves if they could , else they die a painful and silent death. It really shook me.

I have often seen them begging on traffic lights and on train coaches. It is very annoying for passengers and passers by. They are treated inhumanly for their this act. But today I am feeling as to what else can they do? It is us who has made them to do this . had this society ever accepted them,allowed them education and a respectfull identity ,they could also have got jobs and won’t be at others mercy. But now, they are not good enough to fit in any job, they lack education and skills for it. Even if some of them have it,  who will give them job?? Their sexual exploitation is very rampant. If they have to live ,they need to do something and this drives them to begging or towards prostitution.

We need to understand one thing.  Nobody chooses to be transgenders just to get rejected by family,friends and whole society. It takes lots of courage to live the real identity. They are only brave enough to accept themselves the way they are and still remain present in this highly unjust society.

I want to mention one Web series I watched on YouTube,  “All about sec 377”,where they have shown the mental war of a transgender  person, 24×7 he faces judgements of every other person he comes across with. He is confidant about his identity,he has accepted himself the way he is, but recurring denials of society make him to question himself, at last :- “ why I am like this? Why I am not normal?” this brought tears to my eyes, because there is nothing abnormal about him.

Why should they be called abnormals?  Just because two-gender fallacy of this dominant society cannot understand them,cannot feel comfortable with them, because government t never took pain to write some rules for their identity ever. We as a society are shrinking their space to live and breath. It is not their fault but our ignorance , false pride and cowardness that is making their lives terrible. As a society if we cannot help them,let us not try to judge them,comment them and categories them as unwanted. For human beings ,gender should not be their real identity, it should be their deeds . Let us accept this.

Champaran: why not in 2017?

I never get a feeling of connection when I see any present day politician. What they stand for and what they practice is totally different. 1917, hundred years ago, there was an event that took place at champaran, bihar to solve the plight of starving farmers. Farmers over there were forced to grow indigo on their lands while starving themselves of food. Indigo was a cash crop but sadly the farmers were cashless. This shows the level of atrocity done by British planters on farmers. On the request of a local person Rajkumar Shukla, Gandhiji took the call and reached champaran. While listening to the plight of farmers he noticed three women, who were wearing same sari on alternate days. He was so deeply touched, that the poverty is so badly hitting them, that three persons are sharing the same piece of cloth to cover themselves. And then he took the pledge to wear clothes only to cover bare minimum and that too handspun. This shows the quality of a true mass leader. 

After seeing the skeleton like bodies of starving farmers, he started a life of minimality to the level that he himself was converted to a skeleton. Anyone who looked at gandhi post champaran could easily say that he truly represented his poor masses. He adopted satyagraha as a method for freedom struggle because he knew that true freedom comes from moral strength and not merely by physical strength .

100 years from then,today I cannot see even an inch of gandhi in any of the leader . India couldn’t give gandhi a rebirth. Sometimes in Mandela of south Africa,  Aung San Suu Kyi of Myanmar and mujib ur rahman of bangladesh ,I see glimpses of gandhi, but a  Mahatma Gandhi was never reborn.

Leaders of today,those who represents dalits of india,live like kings and Queens,  those who represent common man are not at all a common man. Gandhi knew what it takes to look like a common man,how difficult is the life of a poor farmer,but there is no such brave soul today who can live the life of masses they represent.

Leader should come from masses. Leader has to be the most deprived if the mass he leads is deprived. Nowhere in today’s india I can see such a figure.

I see the 100 years in a single frame,from 1917 to 2017 , when I see the poor, nude,deprived,sad and malnutrished farmer of this day and that day. It’s the same even today as it used to be back then. No  matter whether it is the British planter over him or any indian tycoon . He remains to be cashless in the season of cash crops . But to listen them today, sadly, no rajkumar shukla is there and obviously NO GANDHI.

Modern School system of education : are not we fooling ourselves??

We have schools, where we need to follow a set of rules before we call ourselves it’s student.Rules are like wearing uniforms,being puntual for classes, being disciplined and the list goes on. They make us civilized , well behaved and to say the least a gentleman (sorry ladies). Seems like there is no fault in it,it is so damn perfect a system, that if we fail ,we never question the school system but question ourselves,or our family, or may be our own karma (bhagya me sarswati nahi hogi iske). 

Why do we believe in this school system so blindly? Reason may be it is what the whole world does, so it is supposed to be the right thing. Or because it is working since decades , it is now the only right way we are left with.

But let me say,there are chances that the whole world may be fooling itself. Why not? See, they waste water knowing that it is scarce, but they do it. They pollute atmosphere, they perpetrate hate,create violence,wage wars,make missiles,exploit other humans,knowing that this all is wrong, the whole world does this.Isn’t it?

So we can say yes, the whole world may be wrong with this school system of education also.

Second defense of it’s being decades old system, can similarly be uprooted.So ,what then is the right thing? If we do away with this school system, what will we do next ? 

Let me put it like this,shools are essential for realizing the importance of education but if schools get the copyright of education,define education with the stamp-decorated marksheets, it’s a damned system to go for then.

What am i suggesting here then? Well, let us look at the past, the pre Macaulay report india or little more back from those times.There was a freedom of choice, choice  to go school or not,to get an education of music,to learn books, dance ,archery ,swimming and anything for that matter.No one  was called uneducated just because he or she does not know how to read books. (C’mon this is a flawed idea of education).

Education is an independence of being creative in whatever field that may suit a person’s interest  not a circus style driven modern School system. It is not justified to call only a school goer educated or employ only those who have degrees. What i want to say is that skills can be imparted but not education.

Education comes from genuine interest and freedom of choice.

See it like this.Today out of 1.21 billion indians,72% we say are literate,because they can read,write or understand at least one language. Excuse me!!! Language?? Are we not fooling ourselves? Language cannot be our parameter to gauge education level.It cannot be,creative genius and skills are the real parameters.

India has 85 crore gods, you know why?  Because before the Islam or Christianity came to this piece of land ,people had the liberty to be creative enough to not only choose their jobs but also their gods . Everyone’s religion was their way of life and not a word to tag them as hindu or Muslim or Christian.  So was the case with education, this is what I mean by creative liberty that we enjoyed back then.

To conclude I want to repeat that we need to change our scales,at least with this school system of education.If nothing else,it has been killing the creative genius hidden in this land since its inception. Everyone should be allowed to follow their own model of education. Tell me , how can a 10-20 chapter book define what someone’s qualification are? No,it certainly cannot. And if it does, well then we are all educated fools here.

Insecure demon…..bengaluru

India is known for a culture that assimilates all other cultures in it and changes for better. Be it Greek, Persian, British or Islamic, cultural mix up has always been a signature of indian soil. And we got westernised also,but what is wrong here in this? Are we unprepared to evolve? Is the imported culture half baked? Or is it the very soul of us that has got rotten!!

What new year has gone through has got the term “mass molestation” in Indian IT city Bengaluru.Really,is this the dictionary we are going to create. Seems like only women are modern or only they have got westernised and moving with time. As far as male majority is concerned,  they seem to be left behind on days of manusmriti(sickening).

West has definitely made indian women strong. But at the same time has it made indian men an insecure demon??period.  They molest ,they grope,they indignify and then they label their acts as a culture preservation sting. They blame western culture for their this insecurity and lecherousness.

Why india is becoming so unfare to its half of the population. You count them ,they are equal in numbers ( damn to the sex ratio thing though) but as you go out and see in offices,in factories,in workshops,in the higher echelons of society,they are anemically few,very few over there, like a societal dodo. Are we really waiting to loose them? Is the whole game is just about it!

Well a man need to understand that there cannot be an absolute man or an absolute women,for all we are a balanced mix of both masculine and feminine energies. Any slight imbalance will make us no less then a demon. The inner bell need to ring now.

Lesson of 15 Days…

A fresh start was awaiting and finally I entered into this new world, where I need to give my best. Indian Railways, the proud organization of Government of India, and now I am a part of it. When I was at BARC, I always felt precise, accurate and extended but here at Indian Railways, my mind is shaping itself as parallel lines without bends. I mean I feel this place as a good fit where adjustments are not a big problem. Well, aspirations that I carry are raising high, I dream even big now, I feel happier and more and more ambitious as every day passes.

When you work hard and achieve something you always get carried away by a feeling of tiredness, you feel as if it was your best that you can do and now it is time to enjoy life, now you don’t need to bother much about failing or passing, coming first or last and so on. But in contrast to this I felt nothing like this. From the very first day I entered here, I was always ready   for doing new things , learning more and more, and going well beyond my boundaries. I didn’t get a feeling of rest.  Now I feel as if i am a vital part of society and being a vital part, I am supposed to do more than others, and this takes away the feeling of taking pauses to enjoy life.Although sometime I too feel like giving up and alienated from surroundings. But at the same time I get fuel of my dreams and aspirations that pulls me back on line.

Life is very unique thing, you run to win, but after winning you continue to run because you cannot sit and stop , as you have tasted the outcome of running, you feel like being on track, fully armed and capable and then it gets inside your DNA. Then a time comes when you run just for the sake of being alive and dynamic, and that can be said a stage of excellence.  You start to understand this definition, like you have been hardwired for this long ago and now only you have realized it.

I think what I learned from the very moment I came here is the “Habit of Being Active”. Now I have geared up my body clock to be active 24*7. It is like a start of paying back to the source as a mark of reverence.  I need to look calmly to everything present around me.  Where at all I am sailing and diving down. My energy is pushing me to go and fly. This was very much needed, I am excited to do  all the things I can do or I am expected to perform.

Success gives you positivity, this helps you to rise and shine, but at the same time success makes you arrogant, this arrogance can steal your chimera from you.

Always remember, you are not  the first on earth or not going to be the last who has achieved success, then why to be arrogant? This all is like a sharing of work, we all are expected to perform certain duties and these are bestowed on us by one or other way, that’s all this life is about.

Apart from all the things, what relaxes me here at IRISET  is the fast pace of life and the need to steal minutes from hours. As a beginner in this field, everywhere I can see bundles of energy and scope of doing best. I think we need not to bother about the system, because this system cannot be changed overnight, so better is to tune yourself for anything  good or bad. Every time just try to deliver your 100%.

Life is all about giving 100%. No more no less. Always  keep on fighting, this makes you strong both from inside and outside. I know this feeling because I have fought a lot in my life and will keep on fighting. I can ensure everyone that this gives happiness.  A smile that comes after pain is worth of millions. Bear pain to wear that smile, be tough for enjoying that happiness.

 Always be ready.Play with minutes to secure your hours.  

No one can demotivate me; because inspiration is in my blood

Pill to kill demotivation

When I don’t feel it in me, I go down in slacks of mind and heart, my chords detune themselves to the violin of heart and I beg it for a connection? When I feel lost, demotivated, dethroned, disrespected, I never loom in doldrums of emotions. What I do to come out of it, is to feel the blood flowing in my veins, that my heart pumps it irrespective of my control and demand, that my veins carry the spirit of life with them day and night. I feel it running, moving, faster always and then I feel alive. Just in a moment I feel alive, that my veins are filled with life, with reason to live, with greater motivation to move ahead and encouraging me to give my best. My heart is beating, no matter how bad I feel, it doesn’t know the rule of hold-and-rest. When I fail, I stop and think, continuously I think about the reason,why it happened with me? It could have been postponed, things could have been changed or corrected etc. but at those moments also I noticed that my heart was pumping blood tirelessly. Now I feel, it is signalling me to understand the importance of continuity in life. My heart tells me that it keeps beating, no matter it is day or night, it keeps on purifying the blood, to filter out the negatives quickly and make it motivational fluid of body again. It tells me to realize this fact about itself. And what I inferred is this; in my veins I have all the inspiration I need, to go ahead. My blood is a powerful and positive source of energy, I can resume my pace if I can realize the motion in my veins and speed of my heart. I don’t need to bother about what the outer environment around me is like, because my inner environment is so full of positive energy that it can overshadow the darkness of outer world.

As long as I know what my dream is, I don’t need to give a damn to what around me is intimidating and belittling. I have only one task, that is to go on the roads of wilderness, where I can live with my ideas and dreams, where I can break my back till i reach on the verge of death and then I will come out of it with success, that day, this fake world will be welcoming me, will caress me with affection; yes I will be back with wings of success and crown of victory.

A tale in Hindu mythology says about sage Valmiki that he forgot about everything when he chanted name of lord RAMA as MARA(reverse) but this is how after continuously repeating this name for 10000 years in a row, even without sleeping and eating, he got enlightenment. That sage, once, was known as a violent dacoit of that area and now he is an enlightened saint andcreator of all-time great epic THE RAMAYANA. This shows what determination and focus can bring out of us, how we transcend towards a better version of ours. Remember,

First thing we need is hard-work, second thing we need is focussed and continuous hard-work and last thing we need is smart hard-work.

Greatness, you need to create, like an ant, slowly and with patience, when nobody notices you what you are busy with, when you are cared least, remember always; this will be the time when you will be reshaping your life, redefining your personality and making a dent in universe.