The Other Sex

I ask you, what did we do wrong

To be born this way?

You call me the other sex,

You call me a transgender.

I stand on roads, on signals and stations,

To beg for your mercy and kindness.

I am ashamed to ask for help from the hypocritical you.

But yet I live on,

And live to spread the love of God,

To bless all of you, the creations of the lord,

As you look at me, with hatred in your eyes.

Are we all, not children of God?

Do we all not have an equal right to live?

Then why the hate, why not the love,

We only need that to live.

Did we choose this?

Are we actually to blame?

Not even our fellow humans,

Nothing for us to claim.

But yet I smile,

I smile through my tears.

I am stupid to hope for a miracle,

I know you just don’t care.

You see me as an angry transgender,

Always eager to inflict pain,

But have you ever dwelled, oh fellow humans

The reason for your hurtful disdain.

Have you seen the lives we live?

The sadness that lurks in our mind.

The pain, the gloom, and the hatred we bare

Or are you just so blind.

I dream to see a better world,

One where people don’t start walking away me,

One that learns to love all of us,

One with empathy, which feels the pain I see.

Some stories are better left Untold...

Life sometimes bewilders me with it's turns, nooks and corners. I seem to not understand the course of it even though I actually try to. In times when I should be sad, in times when I should fall down and stay there in utter loneliness, God, my friend sends another guiding light.

I grow out of words when I see this light, my ability to articulate ceases. It has taught me so much in so less time. The subtlety in which it lets me know the truth of life is appallingly terrifying but yet satisfying.

When I look into it, it makes me happy and fill me with positivity. Yes I respect it, I love it, Yes I Like being with it. It breathes life into everything its around and gives that aura which makes you feel at your level best. I Love to Smile when it's beside me.

That smile, that care, that mystery, those values............

It's not with me but it still Is, and will forever be!!! 

I will keep this story with me always as some stories are better left untold....
I feel happy, Thank you God!!!

God v/s Religion

Religion, this is something that the world takes so seriously, but I don't. Not because I am an Athiest but because religion is Manmade and not something foreordained by God himself. I love God and I believe in his existence but I do not understand that when God remains the same, why do we need to name him differently just for the sake of certain sects of society.

"I believe in God, not in Jesus or Ram."

On a more factual basis, I will strengthen my idea on God by saying, "Is there any place in the bible where it is said that GOD is saying something in First Person????......"NO", the whole Bible is in Third person. This means Bible is just a narrative and not "The words of God himself"

By this, I do not mean that we stop believing in these texts, these texts were written only to do this, "For us to Believe", but then why were they written then, are these stories real and true????

In my humble opinion, these stories are a proof of how humans are.

Humans have always been physical and materialistic in their mindsets, they could never believe completely something which they could not see, also relating to why we have such a Science influenced world now. Understanding this, our ancestors, who wrote these texts knew that if they relate values to stories and give them a physical form, it would be easier for generations to come to relate to them and learn from them.

What is God?

Well before explaining that, just take into account this; "Have you ever thought why these religious texts are similar in values but different in content?

It is because as it is said, God resides in everyone, (God in this sense are values, values of character and morals) , what they, our ancestors did was simply to have written down these values in form of stories to pass to progenies and thus be a point of contact for morals in the future.

Just imagine, only then it is posssible that all of them have different stories but the same values in them, no two persons can write the same story on a given moral, they will be different.

So finally,

"God is a certain set or pooling of ideal qualities that each person should possess in order for him to be the best of what he can be"

This brings us to another part of my theory, "Can we write a religious text?"

Yes we can, because every human has the same values and morals in life, it is only his choice what stories he designs to pass it on to the future. When we remember God,we see a particular image in our minds for him. But why can we not see him in a gangster dress and still show the same qualities.

We CAN, it is only a matter of time when that image be then in the minds of it's followers!!!

You might be thinking by now that if we all have the same qualities and values, why are there terrorists and crooked people in this world. it is because God gave us these values but also gave us the power to choose whether or not to follow them. This power of Choice brings us a balance of Good and bad in this world.

Then what happens to the prophets and messengers of God, they were only people who showed a true image of a how a person with these qualities would be like, they were the ideals in terms of that generation so there importance and existence was also very essential, as there life can be taken as an example by everyone.

Therefore, the texts that these religions so gladly depend on are just visual portayal of idealistic character for us to learn from and Grow.By my ideas, I do not mean to hurt the feelings of others but just to putforth something that I beliove in.

"God doesn't want religions, he just needs Love, Love among US"

Nothingness In Success

I stand on a mountain, a moutain so high,

If i even jump a little, I'll touch the sky.

When I See around, I feel there is a void

So dark and gloomy, this sadness I wish to avoid.

I feel I have no friends, lost them all,

Climbed over their heads to reach the top of the knoll.

Having reached here, I sense nothingness

I feel I  made the wrong calls to reach till Success.

For this was not what I seek

Noone to share my feeling of being on that peak.

I stand alone on this peak today.

Noone to support if I went astray.

I think what I did was shamefully wrong,

Unable to keep up, my soul isn't that strong.

Never paid heed to all this at all,
But now I know where I had my most terrible fall.

God! Please forgive me, let me go back in time,

And change what I did, my biggest ever crime.

I need them all, all my friends back,

Else I see the things to come,gloomy and stark black.

I wander in wilderness to search for that smile,

One enabling me to go more than a mile.

Those get-togethers and parties, that time wouldn't come.

Those strings of guitar, the beat of the drum.

That golden era, my beautiful past,

I didn't know for how much time it would last.

Slowly, this emptiness,cripples my heart,

And has managed to chew away the happiness of my part.

I image myself like I am in the midst of an ocean,

Getting struck by a storm, drowning portion by portion,

Stranded in between, my boat beginning to sink,

Only salt water, not a drop to drink.

I fear the fact that when I go down from this hill.

I'd be meeting these friends downhill,

How will i react? What will they say?

Chances of even having a word seem to be grey.

Oh Divine power! help me with your might,

Please listen to this silly and over-ambitious person's plight.

Show me a way, Way to clean up this mess,

Help me to withstand this, let my emotions suppress.

I need to be where I was sometime ago,

No matter if this Success i have to forego.