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Silenced Lips – 1419 viewseu·nuch (yū'nək)
n.
A castrated man employed as a harem attendant or as a functionary in certain Asian courts.
A man or boy whose testes are nonfunctioning or have been removed.
Informal. An ineffectual, powerless, or unmasculine man.
[Middle English eunuk, from Latin eunūchus, from Greek eunoukhos : eunē, bed + -okhos, keeping (from ekhein, to keep).]

eunuchism eu'nuch·ism n.
WORD HISTORY The word eunuch does not derive, as one might think, from the operation that produced a eunuch but rather from one of his functions. Eunuch goes back to the Greek word eunoukhos, “a castrated person employed to take charge of the women of a harem and act as chamberlain.” The Greek word is derived from eunē, “bed,” and ekhein, “to keep.” A eunuch, of course, was ideally suited to guard the bedchamber of women.

eunuch (yū'nĭk) [Gr.,=keeper of the couch], castrated human male, particularly a chamberlain of a harem in Asia. The custom of employing eunuchs as servants in wealthy or royal households is very ancient; it reached its epitome at the court of Constantinople under the Byzantine emperors, from whom the Ottoman sultans adopted it. Eunuchs often rose to high position, the Byzantine general Narses being the most celebrated example. In the Muslim world the use of eunuchs was far less common than is generally believed; however, the sale of young males to be eunuchs was formerly an important element in African trade. The castrating operation, which retards the development of normal male characteristics, including the deepening of the voice, was performed with varying thoroughness and with varying success. From Constantinople spread the custom of using eunuchs in choirs. In the opera seria (see opera) of the 18th cent. the male heroes' roles were sung by castrati, and the papal choir used castrati until the beginning of the 19th cent. A famous castrato was Carlo Broschi Farinelli.

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my poem

silenced lips
the hijra a biological male
with his ascending feminine side
comes to grips
into womens clothes he slips
padded bosom,
plucked out facial hair
seductive slippery hips
the barometer of
his androgynous sexuality
as it rises and dips
on adonis how he flips
his hijra heartbeat
how it skips
waiting to sail
over stormy waters
romantic sailing ships
his naked soul he strips
silent droplets
seething sensuality
on his lover drips

hidden hijra hopes – 1585 viewsThis is a face searching for a hope hidden in the hate of eunuchs in society, as people to be looked down upon.
Hidden hopes hidden desires

a soul mercilessly burning

on a funeral pyre

eternal fire

a hijda will be born

every second

a blessing of bhauchara ma

no womb to sire

when the times comes

time to retire

Eunuchs BBC News Paddy Macguire – 1731 views

Sunday, 25 September 2005

Beauty therapy for Indian eunuchs

By Paddy Maguire
BBC News, Chennai

Nikkila says her pupils gain self-worth and new skills

Eunuchs in southern India are training as therapists and beauticians in a move to integrate them in a society which largely shuns them.

In Tamil Nadu state there are an estimated 150,000 eunuchs (or "aruvani" as they now prefer to be called).

Most eke out a living by begging and many end up working in the sex industry.

The new scheme is the brainchild of M Nikkila, a Madras (Chennai) based beautician and therapist.

"Four years ago I saw one eunuch beggar being mercilessly harassed by the public.

"These days they have no place in society, no rights, no jobs.

"So I thought I would train them to become beauty therapists. This course is the first step."

Identity crisis

Teaching her group of six a range of treatments from pedicures to massage, Nikkila's aim is twofold — to instil a new sense of self-worth and to equip her pupils with skills they can use to earn a salary.
Most of us in this group are well-educated and from good families but our parents would not accept us, so we had to leave

Priya Babu, eunuch

The business plan is simple. By calling on Nikkila's wide network of clients built up over 15 years of practice, the eunuchs will do "home visits".

Their female clients will buy the particular products they need, removing the pressure of large financial outlay by the newly trained therapists.

Unrecognised as females by law, these castrated males face a very real identity crisis.

Once their surgery has taken place they are no longer considered male and there is no legal framework in place to deal with them.

President of the Sudar Foundation, V Vasanthi, says: "We are fighting for human rights and against violation of those rights. Our foundation also fights for legal rights and aims to change society's view of us."

Marginalised by the public, eunuchs exist in self-contained family networks of adopted "daughters" and "mothers".

'Good students'

Aruvani say they have gained respect

Priya Babu, 36, is the "mother" of this group. They come from a small knit community of 30 that live in Chengelpet, south of Madras.

"We are trying to present ourselves in such a way that society will acknowledge us.

Historically we have been respected but that is no longer the case.

"Most of us in this group are well-educated and from good families but our parents would not accept us, so we had to leave."

By choosing to become a eunuch, individuals often have to turn their backs on family, friends and any status they may have previously held in society.

But many say this is preferable to being forced to live against their nature.

Often they are barred from beauty parlours so this course gives them a chance to treat themselves.

"I find they are good students and hungry to learn.

When they first came they would welcome me as if they were still begging but I have been teaching them to carry themselves differently and dress differently," says Nikkila.

Kalai Kani is a theatre performer and film artist also involved with the group.

"I teach them to relax and use their voices more effectively, to change the tone and pitch."

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Raji

I come from Mysore and became a hijra 15 years ago aged 18.

I stay in a hijra colony and live off begging.

The police are always bothering us.

Hijras who look beautiful have an easier time.

My life has not improved since becoming a hijra.

When I was with my parents, I had security.

Now I get ridicule.

But being this way is my destiny.
Photo: BBC

'Skills'

The training seems to be paying off.

"I was very depressed before I joined the class," says Eswari, 24. "Now I feel much lighter and am looking forward to starting work."

Jamuna is 26. "I saw a life that was only begging. After learning these skills I can work hard in a respectable way.

People used to tease me but now they look at me in a different way. We have become an example to the other groups."

"Her training is also useful for me," joked Priya Babu as she enjoyed the benefits of Jamuna's pedicure treatment.

But the question remains whether the general public will be as enthusiastic.

Nikkila is confident that the service will be a success.

"Beauty parlours are really taking off in India and the demand is huge.

Already I have a dozen clients who have said they will be happy to be treated by my pupils."

"These therapies are about using feeling to treat the clients.

My next project will be to teach deaf and dumb people the same skills and get them working as well."

Aruvani — a day in the sun

Compilation of three articles by the BBC:
By Charles Havilland BBC correspondent, from Villupuram, south India, April 27, 2003.
By Jill McGivering BBC correspondent in Delhi, February 4, 2003.
Article dated March 9, 2001. It has no byline.

Eunuchs from all over India gathered in a small village this week to re-enact a story from the Hindu scriptures in which they pretend to marry a warrior-god.

Two eunuchs — or hijras as they are known here — sit side by side at a table in a café. They dip long, red-varnished fingernails into the hearty south Indian lunch — rice, lentils and vegetables — and ear, and gossip.

One slim, the other stout — they are dressed like twin sisters, in immaculate brown and white saris. Delicate gold chains are arranged over their hair.

India’s Aruvani are gradually asserting their rights

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Priya and Vishwanath Babu

Priya:

I am 31 and come from a middle-class family.

I always felt like a girl in childhood.

In my hometown I met some hijras, and I went to Bombay to join a hijra community 20 years ago.

I only had an operation eight years ago.

Vishwaneth: I was impressed with Priya's character and the work she was doing.

So I decided to marry her.

We plan to adopt.
Photo: BBC

Another hijra, perhaps 35, sits down next to me to introduce herself.

“I’m Jayalakshmi,” she said, smiling broadly, “and that’s my mummy”.

She pointed to an older, slightly vexed-looking hijra.

Hijras often live in close communities, setting up their own “family” networks of motherhood, daughterhood and sisterhood.

All identify themselves as female.

For these days leading up to the first full moon of the Tamil New Year, the hijras have colonised the sleepy town of Villupuram, darting in and out of shops and along the balconies of the guest houses.

Some lodges won’t let them stay — my receptionist suspiciously asked whether I was expecting any other friends.

But generally between the townspeople and these seasonal guests, good humour and banter prevailed.

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Vidya

I am 39 and a graduate in hotel management.

Somewhere deep in my heart I wanted to be female, so one morning aged 16 I went to be castrated.

I now have another hijra staying with me and six or seven chelas, or followers.

I am their guru.

I am educated so have had many options, but 98% of hijras are illiterate and don't know what to do.
Photo: BBC

Celebration of a legend.

An hour’s bumpy drive away, past water-starved fields of sugar cane, lies the little village of Koovagam, the hijras’ Mecca, with its temple to the deity warrior, Aravan.

According to Hindu scripture, Aravan had to be sacrificed by his people, the Pandavas, to win a war.

He asked to get married and enjoy sexual bliss on his last night alive.

To fulfil this wish, Lord Krishna briefly took on female form — then became a “widow” the next day.

At the Koovagam festival, not only thousands of visiting hijras but many ordinary young men from the neighbourhood, too, act out this role of bride.

For once, the hijras are out of their ghetto, performing an age-old ritual.

And they revel in it.

Soon, in Koovagam’s temple portico, we visitors were surrounded by circles of dancing hijras, clapping seductively as they sang in deep, mellow voices about the wedding night ahead of them.

Inside, the atmosphere was apocalyptic — a place of excited shouting, bells clanging, the air thick with the sweet smells of burning camphor and jasmine, priests smashing open the coconuts offered up to the deity.

In the inner sanctum, the crowds jostled for an audience with the god; in front, the priest was tying the sacred marital thread around the necks of hijras, their moment of marriage to Aravan.

Then, out they stepped, posing proudly for the cameras.

Ram blessed Aruvani for their devotion.

A court in February 2003 said eunuchs are still technically men in a controversial ruling set to force a mayor from a job held for women.

The landmark judgement in the central northern state of Madhya Pradesh has thrown the political status of eunuchs throughout India into doubt.

Its immediate effect was to say that Kamla Jaan — a eunuch — did not qualify for mayor of the city of Katni as the post was reserved for a woman.

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Kajol

I am 21 and became a hijra three years ago.

We don't have proper sex change operations in India, so I had castration.

We hijras have only two options – begging or sex work.

I am a sex worker and I don't feel it's a bad thing to be.

I always liked cross-dressing.

I work in an NGO doing very important rights work helping hijras and female sex workers.
Photo: BBC

Ms Jaan made headlines four years ago when she became the first eunuch in India to be elected to the post of mayor, in the city of Katni.

She has been followed by a number of other eunuchs, elected by a public disillusioned with mainstream politics.

Now she is being forced from office after a lengthy court battle about her gender.

The case has even confused journalists who previously referred to her as “she”, and are now uncertain what title to use.

As part of India’s reservation system, Katni’s mayor must be a woman.

Although Ms Jaan, like most eunuchs in India, dresses as a woman and describes herself as female, the state’s high court has upheld an earlier ruling that she is technically male and therefore fails to qualify.

Ms Jaan’s medical history is unclear.

In India, eunuchs often form close-knit and ostracised communities.

Some are castrated men but others are transsexuals or hermaphrodites who have been rejected by their families.

Traditionally eunuchs earn money by singing and dancing at weddings and births but recently they have also started to enter politics, standing as independents and offering an alternative to mainstream political parties.

Some have argued that because they do not have family connections nor children, they are less likely to be corrupt.

This landmark case marks the first time a eunuch has been disqualified from holding office on the grounds of gender.

Aruvani have gone into politics, with Shabnam Mausi as the country’s first MP.

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Xavier Ammal

I am 48 and a singer.

When I was 13 I had to leave home because my parents said I was like a woman.

My childhood was torture.

I was operated on in 1976.

Since then I've been on the road.

I've gone all over the place – Delhi, Bombay, Calcutta.

I want to remain single.

I am a guru for 50 people.

I feel sad my family don't recognise me or ever call me.
Photo: BBC

In 2001, more than 100 eunuchs competed at “Ms World 2001” during Holi, the Hindu festival of colours.

In Bhopal, capital of the central state of Madhya Pradesh, eunuch beauty contestants sprinkled powdered colours on each other to mark Holi as they graced the stage.

Hijras is Urdu. It means “impotent ones.” The expression is broadly used to describe those classified as neither male nor female.

On the fringes of society, eunuchs live mainly by singing and dancing at parties, prostitution and begging.

Eunuchs often will dress in colourful saris with heavy make-up and jewellery and gatecrash wedding parties, singing songs and dancing until they are paid to leave.

No one really knows how many eunuchs India has. Estimates vary at between half a million and 1.2 million.

Many are castrated at puberty, while others are hermaphrodites or simply cross-dressers.

Eunuchs deny long-standing allegations that they kidnap and castrate boys.

Indian media have reported cases of teenage boys being forcibly castrated.

In 1995, a eunuch was arrested in New Delhi for castrating a man after drugging his food.

Hindu sacred texts are said to contain descriptions of impotent men who danced and cast spells.

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Famila

I volunteer for Vividha, the group staging this event.

After last year's event there was a drastic reduction in police violence, harassment and all that, so we want it to go on.

Though hijras have existed so long, the law speaks about only two genders.

We can't get ration cards, passports or voter IDs.

Sex work is my only option.
Photo: BBC

To this day, many Indians believe eunuchs have occult powers so they pay for their dancing and singing.

According to the Sanskrit epic Ramayana, which dates from around the third century BC, the god king Ram blessed eunuchs.

When Ram was banished, he urged all male and female followers to go home.

Being neither, the eunuchs waited 14 years for his return from exile.

Ram blessed the eunuchs for their devotion.

Emerging from the fringes of society, eunuchs in Lucknow, capital of northern Uttar Pradesh, have recently modelled designer clothes at an upbeat fashion show.

Voters in Madhya Pradesh made history by electing India’s first ever eunuch legislator in February last year.

Shabnam Mausi or “Aunt” Shabnam, 40, was born to a Brahmin family and previously made a living out of singing and dancing.

Madhya Pradesh also has two eunuch mayors and three senior business executives.

And in Uttar Pradesh, voters of Gorakhpur elected Asha Devi, a eunuch, as mayor last November, Reuters reported.

Plans are also underway to launch a eunuchs’ political party. Shabnam Mausi said she planned to register a party with the Election Commission of India after January.

The party would be open to males, females and the “third sex” from all over the country.

India’s Aruvani have long lived on the fringes of society.

Radha, from the holy Hindu town of Kanchipuram, told me she loves the Koovagam festival, simply because, for once, she can get married.

Now aged 37, she ran away from her family at 12. You can, as the villagers do, see people like her merely as figures of fun. She looks a bit like a pantomime dame.

She’d never pass off as a woman — close your eyes, and her gravelly voice uttering the percussive Tamil tongue could be that of a Madras rickshaw-driver.

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Viji

I was ridiculed as feminine from a young age.

My family realised I was different but expected me to be like a boy.

When I expressed my feelings, they said: "Just get out of the house or kill yourself."

I had seen hijras but was scared of them, but then I got to know some who sold me vegetables.

I have not had an operation but I want to.
Photo: BBC

You can pity them — Radha has spent 25 years in a ghetto in a hostile town, and what do she and her friends do? We go to the shops and ask for money, she says; other than the sex trade there’d be few jobs open to them.

But Radha and her friends just want you, for once, to relate to them as human beings: she seemed surprised but quietly pleased that a journalist should want to speak to her.

Surprised, because most of these people’s lives is a story of alienation from family and society.

Despite some lingering beliefs that hijras bring good luck at weddings or after a birth, there has been widespread fear and hatred of them.

That has bread an aggressive, vulgar streak in the hijras, and perpetuates a kind of vicious circle of mistrust.

The ceremony at the Koovagam festival does seem to reflect both the sadness and happiness of the many hijras.

Famila, aged 24 and from Bangalore, had her operation five years ago, after years of isolation.

With her fine features, I honestly think most people surrounding her thought she was simply a woman. She came second in the festival’s “Miss Koovagam” beauty contest.

In perfect English, she told me that although she’s a feminist and doesn’t believe in beauty pageants, she’ll use it as a platform to talk about hijras’ rights.

Famila already works as a rights lobbyist and says more and more hijras are taking on these leadership roles.

In central India some have been entering local politics and becoming mayors.

But on the last day at Koovagam, the morning after the wedding revelry, the ceremony, reflecting the sadness of many hijras, has the image of the warrior paraded around and then destroyed.

And the hijras snap their sacred marriage threads and don the white clothes of widows.

There begins the weeping and wailing, the mourning for what is no longer.

And there ends, for what has always been in the past, another year, a brief escape from reality, a hijras’ day in the sun.

Transsexuality

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Same gender sexuality

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Rosi

My parents said you must behave like a man and get married, but I couldn't do that – my mind was a woman's.

They threw me out long before I actually became a hijra.

I had an operation in Bombay eight years ago.

When I came back to my home town in Tamil Nadu, where I still live, my family told me not to visit.
Photo: BBC

Can Aruvani get insurance

Eunuch MP takes seat

India stages Ms World for eunuchs

San Francisco should be proud

Transvestite Grayson Perry takes the Turner

Rumi
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Oh Basanti how I miss you so – 1173 viewsHow I miss you so
My heartbeats
Like the pitter patter
Of raindrops
On the window sill
Of your dreamy heart
You will never know
Leaving me in the wilderness
However far you go
One thing is certain
You love me
I love you
A platonic
supersonic
seed that he did sow
Germinating pain
Dying day by day
So slow
Embedded as sorrow
Like the wretched nail of your toe

Basanti is a Hijda Guru , who was very fond of me and guarded me jealously from the other
pawing and clawing hijras at Ajmer Sharif two years back…

FAKEWOMAN ORIGINAL MAN – 1025 viewsGod made man.. he kept him original.

God made mans cock he kept it original.

He gave one eye on his cock to weep produce weep and reproduce..but he kept it original.
Man is first cockeyed original.

He gave man an ass in case the one eyed cock let him down.. he kept it original.. in the praise of the lord man is called the original asshole.
God had no ass so he got away.

God made a woman.. but god was on my beach day dreaming .. saw a sand dune .. looked almost like a woman.. so god made the first fake .Woman.

Yes he made a woman…woman has been faking it ever since…fake orgasms.. a womans fake war cry.. the first woman never much liked Adam the original man.. he was sweaty , he dug his nose,he scratched his ball flakes of pubic hair that fell on the floor..
Adam belched farted after a fuck loved to turn his back and snore.

God made a fake menstrual cycle woman was cursed forever..tears of blood if they stopped more tears for the rest of her life… women must have stuffed an entire field of cotton to stretch from India to California.. poor women use recycled paper.. as it is the news is needs no blood clotting,, so much of blood all around.

God made Original man as a cuckold.. in stepped the original serpent he flashes his cock that was like a traffic signal yellow light , gren light red light.. women have never cared a fuck for traffic signals ever since.. they fuck anything.. dont go red even when the guy humping her turns yellow in grief.

So the serpent fucked Eve he smelt of profanity the aqueous vapours of curddled Calvin Klein.. no fuckinhumansweat.. woman she fucked the serpent too, she faked it so badly , the fucker lost his internet time.. was shown the door..from fucked paradise he was sent into cyberspace is fucking anything and everything on two legs.. animals begged god and asked for four legs.. the serpent fucks dimwittedbirds on two legs too.
This is the Genesis of Mans flaccid fall ..

The original mans cock is in his head it needs no length and strength,.gets errect and can fuck.. no stop overs.. but you connect with your fingered mouse is one way of getting back at guys who flash their long dicks at gaping old men at steaming gymns.

God gave the fake woman some saving grace..her gave her an uper storey too .. Titanic tits,, Pleated and Tucked in.Posteriors,Nebulously nefarious.. nipples, golden showered thatch.. with a doormat..that says Dogs and Indians not allowed..the vaginal helipad that can upload all your sorrows and woes too. help you delete your misery with the click
Its a fact I am dangerous demented ,my life from the day I thought I could write sparsely garrulously ,as literary vegetation needs a green thumb..too.. needs some source of inspiration..my inspiratiom is (a Blog Goddess )God Mother Delete..I write to delete on a womans heart..and a woman deletes it on a mans ass , your western values stink .. only you get hurt if something from someones fucked imagination brings you to life .. you guys are all like geen velvet .. cry your balls out dont send me mail .. baby I am 4 months on the net .. a we are all kleenex tissues wipe your holy than thou asses .. your golden dreams of a snot ..but I dont seek revenge with my pen soaked in putrid pus.. relationshis on the net are alll about congratulatory self mastubations seeing the goatherd of a grin on the toilet mirror..begone.. love needs to be flushed once and for all disgusting love on the net .. toilet humor of a fucked love, love is cheap psychiatry where th couch has more bed bugs crawling up your house in a seedy internet environment..

I dont love you I dream and my dreams are not meant to be prophecies wrecking married homes.. ..I have an imagination.. I put it to the test.. I do that on one leg to do it better than dogs in your areas will do.. I piddle on your sanctimoniousness..tell that to the marines.. my thoughts are like body bags you guy have sold my soul to as a body part..all of you.. Buzznet fuckin lionhearted ,, all… and fuck I was happy fucking myself with my silver stick and Tony Pierciing upto the hilt at Bloggerspot tilll I dreamt of a homecoming.. .

At least at Bloggerspot you are not leopard spotted and shot with poisoned arrows.. I dont want to spawn .. my immaturirty on a flea infested sperm tainted mattress of this journal.. I will shift back to the ICCU at Bloggerspot.. thank you maam..(Blog Goddess)
I wont cry my heart out to galvanise my sucked up soul..

So a woman in the head is a fuckin racist , stick to the faked uncoming woman on the bed…atleast the stains on the bed spread are for real…that they made by someon else last summer should not worry original man.. after all we Men are all cousins.8.45 m mumbai.. rented home.and a rented man.

The only character real is Me.. the rest are as imaginary as your daydreams that camoflague your embryonic state of mind.. and your doddering adulthood.. of a peafucked brain….. I am the serpent seed.. the most intelligent ,bravehearted comment of a life time.. thank you Einstein..Wally Walldor

eunuchs give better head and wisdom too.. its embedded in their tooth.

me with Dolly the eunuch from Delhi.

but never doubt i love – 913 viewsthe fountains mingle with the river,

and the rivers with the ocean;

the winds of heaven mix forever

with a sweet emotion;

nothing in the world is single;

all things, by a law divine,

in one anothers being mingle

why not i with thine?

shelley -loves philosphy.

when the lamp is shattered

the light in the dust lies dead-

when the cloud is scattered

the rainbows glory is shed.

when the lute is broken,

sweet notes are remembered not;

when the lips have spoken,

loved accents are soon forgot.

shelley..when the lamp is shattered.

doubt thou that stars are fire;

doubt thou that the sun doth move;

dobt truth to be a liar;

but never doubt i love.

shakespeare hamlet.

i have decided to let all the old masters speak in my defence

i do not want to pretend that i am a poet.

i am a poet of photography.

this is my metaphor.

for many years perhaps

i have lived a barren tree

somebody with little dainty hands

silently parched lips

watered me from a can of

motor oil

my youth came back..my vigour

the bulbous veins on my trigger.

but my roots have been damaged

accidently by the spade

of time an oppurtunist.

grave digger.

my problems getting bigger and bigger

me and dolly the eunuch from delhi...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Trick or Treat – 992 viewsI dont know whether it was Pushkar or Goa but I heard this story and I dont know whether the guy said 2 English or 2 Americans..I am short of hearing..so we will stick to 2 Americans.An American girl of medium height and good built slightly conical tits, lovely blonde hair, full lips, yes silent and captivating lips met a charming American guy the guy was full bodied ,sparkling teeth. Elvis Presley type of hair..and the swaggering walk... and peculiar drawl.. met each other,fell in love and immediate marriage.. Hindu style,, a few rented friends.. like the rented Panditji.On the night and both desperate to consummate.. the guy removed his clothes,the belt round his waist and his huge belly fell out.. then he removed his dentures , and the Elvis Presley wig.. and told his wife happy Halloween trick or treat.. the wife removed her stuff too and the guy almost choked seeing the size of his wifes dick.. she said honey trick or treat I brought this along in case yours dosent work.

MORAL OF THE STORY.

Why cant Americans be less American and be more human and more honest when they fall in love thats why your women start searching outdoors what they dont get indoors...and these are my personal views.and not the views of the guy I think he was an Israeli who narrrated this story to me..I have not had an experience with American men so I cant say much about them...and this story could also be an allegory to whats happening in you political backyard..of a overexposed white house.

Picture is of me and Priya the Eunuch from Singapore... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Priya Passionate Poem of Delight – 1480 viewsThis was androgynous love
as she held me tight
my heart my soul
in extreme flight
priya passionate poem
of delight

Bollywoods Most Wanted No1 And Priya – 1560 viewsThis was shot by a kid who has never held a SLR camera before and I asked him to take two shots, as such was the charishma of Priya from Singapore a Eunuch (delegate from Singapore )
Priya was attending the All India Hijra Sammelan held at Parksite Vikhroli.. a distant suburb.And in my 52 years this was my first visit to Vikhroli, I write about Eunuchs and Hijras, but have never been to their conference at all.
But most of the Hijras know me because of my proximity with the Rafaees or Piercing Sufis that I mingle and sit with at the various Dargahs, and here I must reiterate that the Hijra community is obsessively devout, and their religiosity of Ritual is beyond ones Imagination.I met them at Ajmer Sharif, during the Urus and this community with all its shortcomings, is above par in their devotion and charity.They are not lewd, no obscenity, but a time for prayer and introspection.
At Haji Malang Dargah I have seen them dancing before the Shrine, and going into a swoon, and these are really pretty ladies in their flaunting gold jewellery and deporptment.
At Makhdoom Shah Babs Dargah too I have seen them offering Sandal and Chaddar and with their Toy Boys and members of their Gharanas.
I habve been fascinated with this Community, and have a very dear friend Lasksmi Narayan Tripathi a transgendered soul from the All India Dai welfare, she and I came to know each other because of the director Indra Kumar , Laxmi was playing a cameo role and I was styling her costumes.
I was thrown out of the Vikhroli Sammelan as I was attired in Saffron and the eunuchs are very supersticious about Photography and Babas and I looked like a Tantric alright.
Had it not been for Nitin Sonawane I could have kissed my ass goodbye, his worrds to the organiser Mr Santosh Shetty helped in me being allowed to shoot.. them.And I waited from 2 pm till abour 9 pm at Vikhroli, no food, just cups of tea and water and the company of the other organiser Raju Srivastav.. when the cultural show started pretty late as the power supply had failed, and the Eunuchs were in a foul mood, and many took ther ire out on me.
Some thought I would lock their souls in my cameras, some thought I was from the CID as I carry amy Bandra Samachar Press Card that has my picture in a uniform, thanks to a play I was acting at that time.It has saved my life many a times.. and thank you Clarence Gomes who is the editor of Bandra Samachar.,
aAso compiling little tidbits, news, anecdotes for the people that cant read books wriiten by Zia Jaffery or Serena Nanda..and this is my tribute to the resilience of a Race that has been part of our lives from time immemorial, at births, deaths and wedding celebrations.
I was thrown out at the lag end of the cultural programme by Baby the head Eunuch, but I dont hold this against her as I met her the next day and she and I became Friends. .. she was preintitive about how people were trying to bring an end to their conference by planting seditious stories about the misuse of the halls they had taken on hire from the Municipal authorities.And this became a major issue and I know that the Eunuchs also have bad elements in their midst but the entire community should not be targetted for their sexual militancy, kidnappings, castration etc,..the need of the hour is awareness and a healing touch by the authorities towards this minority group.
I am really greatful at the end of the day to have met some alluringly intelligent eunuchs.
And Priya I shalll never forget.

Our Eunuch Dreams Dylan Thomas – 1900 viewsOur eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light,
Of light and love the tempers of the heart,
Whack their boys' limbs,
And, winding-footed in their shawl and sheet,
Groom the dark brides, the widows of the night
Fold in their arms.

The shades of girls, all flavoured from their shrouds,
When sunlight goes are sundered from the worm,
The bones of men, the broken in their beds,
By midnight pulleys that unhouse the tomb.

II

In this our age the gunman and his moll
Two one-dimensional ghosts, love on a reel,
Strange to our solid eye,
And speak their midnight nothings as they swell;
When cameras shut they hurry to their hole
down in the yard of day.

They dance between their arclamps and our skull,
Impose their shots, showing the nights away;
We watch the show of shadows kiss or kill
Flavoured of celluloid give love the lie.

III

Which is the world? Of our two sleepings, which
Shall fall awake when cures and their itch
Raise up this red-eyed earth?
Pack off the shapes of daylight and their starch,
The sunny gentlemen, the Welshing rich,
Or drive the night-geared forth.

The photograph is married to the eye,
Grafts on its bride one-sided skins of truth;
The dream has sucked the sleeper of his faith
That shrouded men might marrow as they fly.

IV

This is the world; the lying likeness of
Our strips of stuff that tatter as we move
Loving and being loth;
The dream that kicks the buried from their sack
And lets their trash be honoured as the quick.
This is the world. Have faith.

For we shall be a shouter like the cock,
Blowing the old dead back; our shots shall smack
The image from the plates;
And we shall be fit fellows for a life,
And who remains shall flower as they love,
Praise to our faring hearts.

Priya From Singapore – 1511 viewsShe who danced that night
dressed in white
like a wind blowing a kite..
a plundered heart
a poetic plight

come hither she said – 1394 viewscome hither she said
i am wed i said
in love use your
heart
and forget your head
she said
if my wife comes to know i will be dead i said
she said be born again in my love instead
love and be loved qualities inbred
so on embers of fire i tread
when i think of priya
a lot she left unsaid.

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