These are traffic signal beggar hijras I have shot them for many years now and this hijra lady was new she did not recognize me seeing my camera she hid her face ,, some hijras do not take kindly to being photographed ... but I shoot them nonetheless ..
I have shot over 50 shades of gray of the hijras moods ,,,I penetrated her inner angst.. and in all humility nobody has documented the Androgyne as I have paying tribute to the dichotomy of her androgynous gender ,,,her Ying and Yang .
My documentation of the hijra barring these few blogs has been locked up from public eyes completely including my poetry on the hijras..
God does not deny me the right to shoot the passion pathos and the poetry of the Indian Hijra ,, I dont stalk them but yes they get entrapped by the third eye of Shiva .. in my camera lens ..
Ardh Nari Nraeshwar
half man half woman
all male ..sometimes
tragically on a shelf on sale
her choking cries her wail
in her androgynous body
a trapped female ,,from this
mans body out in the open
a steep wall she tries to scale
she rises she falls she fails
her face devoid of happiness
her body frail.. the hijra on a quest
of a holy grail.. so many paths
leading towards a lost trail..
the hijras sad story the hijras tale
a mask within a mask surrealistic
veil imprisoned forever ever held
captive in a jail.. a rudderless boat
without oars without sails ,,,the hijra '
is only seen as a sexual commodity
to a bleeding cross nailed .. to be
or not to be that she wants to be but
cant be a complete woman..a plan
derailed ,,,access denied a god that
failed ,,,a beta woman or an alpha male
