“When I was born, my family was overjoyed at the birth of their son. But I never thought myself as a boy. As a child, I loved playing with girls at home instead of playing outside with boys’ group. As I grew older, I wore Maa’s saree and acted like woman in front of the mirror. Like most girls, I loved to put mehendi, rangoli and loved to grow long hair. Once my parents caught me in girl’s dress and said “you’re a boy, behave like one!” I never understood how exactly I should behave.
As I grew up, I realized I was a girl inside a boy’s body. When I couldn’t live up to expectations of my parents, they started hitting me. At family functions my relatives called me “abnormal” and mocked at me. Every person I met, asked me to behave normally, but I never knew what was normal. Thinking something was wrong with me, I ended up crying almost every single day.
One day, my parents threw me out of the house saying that brought shame to the family and called me “black dot”. No amount of crying and begging could change their minds. They closed the door on my face.
I lost my family and everything just because of my gender. What was my fault in this? What did I do to deserve this? Is it really a sin to be born a Tritiyaprakruthi? Can’t we lead a normal life? There are so many unanswered questions

“My name is Smitha, I’m Tritiyaprakruthi”

“Growing up in middle-class family, every child has an ambition. Even I did too. Since childhood, I dreamt of becoming an IAS officer. I always wanted to help the poor and provide them a better lifestyle. I was doing well at school too. But at the age of 11, I started noticing changes in my body. I loved dressing up as a girl and copying their behavior and style. Soon the changes were more evident. Due to this, I was subjected to bullying at school. My teachers and friends started making fun of me. Nobody wanted to be associated with me. These resulted in poor grades at school. I thought at home I’d find comfort, but unfortunately, as soon as my parents found out about me transforming into mangalmuki, they started assaulting me.
When I was in 12th grade, I decided to leave home. With no plan ahead I left. It was difficult to find shelter and food. However with few help, I could get, I managed to complete my degree. Like they say problems are never-ending. The next step was to find a job. But wherever I applied I was rejected because of my gender. They gave me the reason that I wouldn’t be able to mingle with other staff.
My gender is a work of nature too, just like male and female! What was my mistake there? But this is the sad reality of the world we live in.
The continuous rejection put me into depression. There are many instances where I had decided to end my life. But never had the courage to do. With no job, leading life was difficult. With no option, I started begging at a traffic signals.

My name is Bindu, and I’m a Trithiyaprakruthi”

Help Bindu to live the life that she deserves.