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She was born in the slums close to my house , she was known as Asif, she was precocious , she was effeminate I dont know the rest of her story , but she became a hijra baptized as Reshma .
The day I met her at the wedding function in the slums where she was performing , she was totally in very high spirits , but beneath the paint and her make up was a gnawing pain..she was sad morose and introspective.
Changing your sex becoming a woman is quite different from changing or not changing your sex and becoming a hijra.. being a hijra I am told is becoming one with oldest ethnicity as old as Man himself.
So the title of this post is Painted Wail.
biologically
born as male
with the angst
of a woman
a pulverized
emotion on
a musical scale
held in the grasp
of a soul female
painted wail
the hijras tale
somewhere
her god had failed
in a fragile glass bottle
her body jailed
dancing on shards
of glass a hijra
veiled the world
regaled
on a violent sea
of raw emotions
mastless she sailed
pony tailed
