Dance, gritty ladies, dance

[Natasha]

Dance, gritty ladies, dance

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5/30/09

Narthaki's angst was visible in her kajal-laden eyes. Shakthi was beside her, sitting coy, and silently agreeing, as she has always done. Together, they dispelled a silent camaraderie, something that helped them tide over storms since their birth as transgenders. Something that helped them create a world of their own, a world of dance, of constant learning. It is this camaraderie that even now helps them dance away the odds that greet them day in and day out.
 

[nathan]

We live in an odd society, where divine transgenders [Lord Krishna's form as a transgender is revered] are worshipped, but their flesh-and-blood counterparts are insulted.

I will never understand that. The one thing that really drew me into Hinduism and Indian culture was the imagery of Krishna (or Shiva) as both male and female.