The special gender
The sky camouflaged itself in the red clouds insinuating the first drizzle of the season, the winter was soothing, the sun had already succumbed to the dusk, the birds were looking for their lost nests chirping and crooning, the lads were wrapping up their playing kits along with evening walkers clearing the tracks, the lovebirds' phones had already started ringing calling them back home...then there was this creature sitting on the bench clad in a woman's attire with the muscles of a man pondering over its existence. It was just staring over the moving globe and people fading away from that bench in the corner of that park.
The creature must be family-less if not homeless brooding over and over again about something it couldn't figure out about its existence. I, being a very curious idiot started making assumptions based on my idiosyncrasies and strolled towards it to have a closer look of the stalwart creature clad in saree though not a motherly figure certainly. When reached closer, I noticed the normal people were avoiding that bench occupied by the creature and seemed petrified of its presence there. I, somehow accumulated all my might and sat on the same wrecked bench. The creature didn't flinch nor moved its head. Upon lurking my gaze on its face I saw the masculine jawline emboded with strained muscular neck but what appealed me most was the creature's wet eyes.
Both of us sat there like some partners in solitude with the silence of the soon to be empty park. However, the sounds of the so called normal people derogating and muttering behind the bench could clearly be overheard. I, again reaccumulated all my dumbness and asked the creature," don't you have a home"? The creature didn't move its lips. I again asked in a reaffirming voice, "don't you have a family"? Finally the head moved and examined me through its large eyeballs and said,"My mother died today but I don't have a family, human have families ". The paradoxy in the statement of that human figure without the confidence of being human startled me to the core and soon I realized that you need to be of a certain gender to be marked as a human in this civilized society.
✍️ Rohit Raj
The sky camouflaged itself in the red clouds insinuating the first drizzle of the season, the winter was soothing, the sun had already succumbed to the dusk, the birds were looking for their lost nests chirping and crooning, the lads were wrapping up their playing kits along with evening walkers clearing the tracks, the lovebirds' phones had already started ringing calling them back home...then there was this creature sitting on the bench clad in a woman's attire with the muscles of a man pondering over its existence. It was just staring over the moving globe and people fading away from that bench in the corner of that park.
The creature must be family-less if not homeless brooding over and over again about something it couldn't figure out about its existence. I, being a very curious idiot started making assumptions based on my idiosyncrasies and strolled towards it to have a closer look of the stalwart creature clad in saree though not a motherly figure certainly. When reached closer, I noticed the normal people were avoiding that bench occupied by the creature and seemed petrified of its presence there. I, somehow accumulated all my might and sat on the same wrecked bench. The creature didn't flinch nor moved its head. Upon lurking my gaze on its face I saw the masculine jawline emboded with strained muscular neck but what appealed me most was the creature's wet eyes.
Both of us sat there like some partners in solitude with the silence of the soon to be empty park. However, the sounds of the so called normal people derogating and muttering behind the bench could clearly be overheard. I, again reaccumulated all my dumbness and asked the creature," don't you have a home"? The creature didn't move its lips. I again asked in a reaffirming voice, "don't you have a family"? Finally the head moved and examined me through its large eyeballs and said,"My mother died today but I don't have a family, human have families ". The paradoxy in the statement of that human figure without the confidence of being human startled me to the core and soon I realized that you need to be of a certain gender to be marked as a human in this civilized society.
✍️ Rohit Raj
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