Imprisoned

A respectable person quite elder to me was highlighting the importance of children in a person’s life in following words:

“The last thing you do in a day is to sleep seeing the faces of your children and the first thing you do next day is to see the faces of your children when you wake up! This is the place of your children in your life.”

I was almost into tears, listening this. Because what is so obvious for people and which they get almost ‘by default’  is so distant dream for a person like me. Right from my adolescent age, I have been very fond of cute little babies. I love to feed them by my own hands,  to make them laugh, to kiss them, helping them in learning to walk… and much more. And I know, it will be very difficult for me to have my own baby while many people just by virtue of being a straight, will have their own children, irrespective of the level of their yearning to have one!

Having a family of your own is such a luxury for Gays like me who live in a hypocrite society like India, where people just get to see love stories in cinema, but rarely understand the true nature of love. Where religion teaches the genderless nature of individual soul, but everything is seen through the prism of gender and related prejudice. Where people say, being kind to every living being (and to even non-living things!) is a way of worshiping God, but actually behave in a brutal manner when it comes to giving up their biases for the sake of two people who are in love! Yes! fortunately or unfortunately I am a second class citizen of a third world country where Government is more busy in hatching conspiracies to save it’s seat of power than in looking after its citizens and their welfare!

Sometime I feel so helpless, so insecure, so frightened that I curse myself for being born in this part of the world, because here I am not valued as a human, rather I am judged by my sexual preferences (which are not the product of my own efforts/selection). I find my condition so terrible that I can’t even tell anyone in the family or in my friend circle that I am so so so sick of listening all the time the things presuming a person to be straight (without considering otherwise even for few seconds).

Suppose you are a very intelligent rocket scientist, who is unfortunately landed among an uncivilized forest tribe which doesn’t understand your language. Tribesmen capture you, put you in a cage, force you to see their rituals and forcefully feed you with anything they like! Perhaps then you will be able to understand a Gay’s condition in a ruthlessly straight society. You know you do not deserve all this. You know you are a much better person, the principles which you want others to know are not rocket science, you have your own personal likings and disliking, still you are in a prison tactfully guarded by people who don’t understand (or pretend not to understand) your language of justice and love. You are forcefully fed with the norms created by society and applied mindlessly to each and every person.

Tell me how long can you survive this?

Or rather I would like to ask Almighty how long am I suppose to survive in such hostile socio-cultural environment?

                                                                        ~Prove That Gays Can Love Too.