Nobody's shit

 Dear older me, I hope you still notice the colours in the sky, the chirping of the birds, the beauty that surrounds you. I hope you remember that all that you see becomes a part of you, and that makes you equally beautiful too. I hope you remember to be brave.  I hope you never forget to write. I hope you remember to forgive yourself, you were not born to be perfect. Your life is more than a race, it's a story.  I hope you remember to smile in the face of fear. You have no idea the power it will give you. :) I hope you make someone happier, you learn to be kinder. I hope you are kind to yourself too.  I hope you are able to love someone without any expectations. It's much easier than it sounds. Dear older me, I love you. I am much younger, maybe dumb too. I struggle too much then give up too soon. I always feel alone but only thing that keeps me going is that somewhere in future, you are counting on me. You are a good person, always have been. You don't need someone...

Once upon a time in a crowded town lived a small mind. It was always bullied for its size and remained invisible to most. It used to sit by the river for hours throwing stones in vain. This town was endowed with everything but a mind as big as its competitors. Enormous minds with god speed processors and infinite storage had become quite the trend these days. People in this town would rather be termed "mindless" than own a small brain since the latter may be harmful to their egos. Sometimes our tiny mind wandered to far off oceans and climbed huge mountains looking for a purpose.  Everywhere it felt, "Perhaps, my size is what makes me wonder".

 We live in a world dominated by men. Between men/women/trans, men hold a higher position in our society since ages. What we are now is an outcome of generations of patriarchy. Our language itself is biased towards men, thus we call our species "mankind". In a world like this, where do women/trans people stand. While trans people were almost erased from the society, women acted more like subordinates and their feminine characteristics were looked down upon by men. Their entire existence since ages has been revolving around giving pleasure and an offspring to men. Both are dependant on their beauty and fertility. In the course of their lives all genders grow from childhood to puberty to adoloscence to old age. While old age is hard on all of them, women particularly are frightened by it. Why would something perfectly natural like wrinkles or grey hair, be an embarrassment for a lady but not for a man? Maybe there is an unsaid fear of losing the attention of the dominant specie...