Friday, August 10, 2007

Noorie

It was just a normal evening. I was heading home from college and, as usual, I caught the Dadar–Kalyan local. The seats were already taken, and some women had made themselves comfortable on the floor near the doors and in the passage. I managed to squeeze into a little space to stand by the door.

Next to me, a girl sat with a huge bag on her lap. As the train pulled out of Matunga and neared Sion, a person boarded and stood by the door. A few minutes later, this person politely asked the girl to stand, explaining that with the crowd rushing in, she might find it hard to breathe—and, as often happens, others might start yelling at her for sitting. To my surprise, the girl got up without fuss. They exchanged a smile, and that small smile turned into a conversation.

The person asked, “Were you coming from a trip?”

The girl replied, “Yes, from Ooty.”

They continued chatting. When the girl asked, “What do you do?” the reply stunned everyone around:

“I spread information on AIDS awareness in slums.”

But the surprise wasn’t in the word AIDS. It was in who said it—a transgender woman.

I could sense the shift in the air. Normally, when a transgender person enters the compartment, many women whisper, avoid eye contact, or pass nasty comments. But here was someone openly talking about a job that demanded courage, patience, and resilience.

Standing there, I thought: Is this true? Do people really listen to them? How do they manage when society hardly accepts them?

The girl asked the very question on my mind:

“Are you serious? Do people actually listen to what you say?”

The woman smiled and replied:

“I work with an association run by our community. We go door to door in slums, talking about AIDS. Yes, it’s hard. Most people shut the door on us without a word, thinking we’re only here to beg. Out of 100 people, maybe 85 don’t even acknowledge us. But the other 15—they treat us like humans. And that’s enough. We don’t force anyone to listen. We’re used to rejection—even our families haven’t accepted many of us. But when someone gives us a chance, we share what we know with all our heart.”

By now, the whole compartment had fallen silent, listening to her. That silence itself felt like a miracle.

As the train reached my stop, I moved towards the other door. Before stepping down, I shouted, “What’s your name?”

She beamed and replied, “Noorie!”

I waved goodbye, carrying with me a memory I’ll never forget.

That evening, Noorie taught me something powerful without even trying. She showed me what resilience looks like. She reminded me that our everyday problems are tiny compared to the battles others fight just to be seen, just to be heard.

This happened during a rough phase in my own life, and maybe that’s why it struck me so deeply. But even today, I carry Noorie’s lesson with me—to value life, to fight back, and to remember that strength often comes from places we least expect.

29 comments:

Rahul Desai said...

Khyati, you're one of the loveliest persons I've ever had the privilege to meet. Don't ever change. The world needs a million of you but until then one of you will have to do.

AmrutA said...

Katz,its just wonderful,it had been said "that no 2 people inthe world think same",but in case of yours,not only two people but the whole world cant think like you.
Amazing Humanitarian...u are

Prasanna said...

Hey khyatiii...it was a nice experience to read abt Noorie...u hve put up very well

Anonymous said...

Khatz .... What an Experience ... When i was reading .. I could hear Noorie's voice... Really we should learn from Eunuchs ... We ill-treat them so much but still they work for our betterment..Hats off to them...A very touching experience yaar...

Katz said...

Hey All,
Thanks, for appreciating my first blog.. I have tried my level best to pendown what I really felt.

Dev said...

Hey Khyati,

You won't believe it but this is the first non technical blog I have ever read. You have done excellent job in writing down your experience. While reading it I could feel the pain Noorie might have suffered in his/her whole life. Still (s)he has amazingly +ve attitude towards all humans.Thanks for sharing your experience.

Waiting for your next blog.

khan said...

welcome aboard:)
got thru mystique-times;)
well i normally, take the honors of rating first blogs (they call it occupational hazards i call it license to will *bond look*), but in ur case the fan folllowing is stupendous..still will go ahead...honest attempt..u sound so natural..way to go gal, btw,i m bookmarking u on my blogroll:)

Unknown said...

Hey Khyati it was nice to read about your experience.
While reading it I could visualize the whole incident and feel Noorie's pain and strength.

Katz said...

@Life on a freeway

Thanks for the encouragement... and am happy u bookmarked me on ur blogroll..

IrShAd said...

so the 10th comment on your post ... in one day.. dats great.

anyways... Noorie .. u described her really well..

but.. *Spoilers Ahead* (tempting) will u recognize her once u see her again.. will u go talk to her if u with someone...someone special..

Would love to take a poll on that.. how many would...

*Spoilers End*

Katz said...

@mystique

I agree with the point that May be I wont be able to recognize her coz they all look same.. But I still remember what her attire was on the day I met..

And If it happens that I meet her and recognize her when i am with someone special, I wont be ashamed to talk to her.

The incident not only changed my attitude towards my life but also towards such people.

Prerana Karlekar said...

I will say , its an INCIDENT to remeber for LIFETIME.......& which certainly dreives us to take actionsssss.
Its not only abt Noorie but definately abou t her THOUGHTS & in her case even for her GUTSS,
As being deprieved of all the happiness, rights n all the things which come naturally to NORMAL ppl like us , noorie & her toughts hava a great significance.....n*& her ACTION her DEDICATION speaks for HERRRR.
As eduacated ppl like us who even claim to be RESPONSIBEL CITIZEN of the country don't really seem to CONTRIBUTE anyhting for the growth of the socienty & country .......so i would definately appreciate Khyati for sharing her valuable experinece with us.
& would again like to here from her from on various INTERESTING & INSPIRATIONAL thingss.
Well done Khyatuuu.

Unknown said...

Hey Khyati!! i really admire ur human approach towards others.. its good to know that u listen to peoples thoughts nomatter who that person is. yes its true we normally see eunuchs with a different approach but yes i truely beleive they are ones who shuld be accepted by society and given equal opportunity for everything in life..

Katz said...

@prerana

You are so very correct.. I think more than the people living in slums, the educated people traveling in train are more disgusting.

You can vote on a poll on my blog related to this blog.

Thanks for the liking it.

Katz said...

@Kamlesh

My main intention was to convey the same message.. and I am glad you got it..

Unknown said...

hey Khyati its' really very touching experience..i was totally speechless after reading it..i could visualise it..really hats off to Noorie..its' nice tht u r sharing ths experience with us..thr are some ppl around me who are jst always crying on threir very small problems..i will tell ths experience of urs to as many ppl psbl..

Katz said...

@kruttika

Thanks dear..I would be proud of you too if you pass on the message too..

Anonymous said...

Hey Khyati, its simply amezing experience.... really there is a need 2 giv a respectful treatment 2 these people.... n i also wanna congradulate U coz u ve written it in a simply gr8 way!!!

Siva said...

its true ...
lots of things are going around ...
we need to open our eyes ...
Hats off for Noorie & Thanks to you for making us to feel in the same way you felt.

Unknown said...

The very good topic u have posted here.Ya AIDS is the big problem in front of India, which will be in control only when the people knows wat is AIDS?Your topic definatly force everyone to think what is their role for society.You have put in very good language too.

Katz said...

@vijay

Vijay, the topic is not only on AIDS.. but its on the eunuchs who try hard to achieve what they want to..

Katz said...

@Devendra

I am sorry for replying late to your comment.

I loved the fact you commenting, and happy that your first non-technical blog did not disappoint you.

I have created a poll on Noorie.. You can vote too..

Anonymous said...

Simply awesome !!!

I was touched deeply and now my view for the eunuchs have changed completely.

I am lucky to have u as a friend because it is quite possible that I might have not experienced wat you have. But, due to you, I am able to feel it even though I have not experienced it.

Hats off to you !!

Vick said...

good job....i like the message...although i had to derive it...
you had me cornered for 3 rounds and was waiting for the final punch which never came.
you have a gift to touch people when u write/ talk... so give us more :)
cheers !!

Anonymous said...

Thanks for posting this link on on orkut community.Very nicely narrated,it was a part of my experience.

Tinz said...

Hey Khyati, keep up the good work.
I liked the way you narrated it.
Keep up the good work.

It inspired me to start my own blog.

Anonymous said...

well well well..........such a beautiful post......well i was depressed with mah personal issues but after reading this post......im smiling and am filled with a feeling thts telling me tht there r so many good things in life to give time to....rather than cribbing abt our own problems......thanx khyati.....and yeah.....u r doing a good job.......keep up the god work.....cheers....

Sandeep Pai said...

Very well captured KD ... dunno why u stopped - do keep blogging re...

Suhas said...

"Noorie" first of all should be appreciated for making a difference rather than begging like others. Yes it takes lot of guts and more than that lot of values to walk the road. I feel u r privileged and so we are through you, to encounter such an incident which brings in lot of questions and retrospection within us. Your human values are seen in your post and i must say i admired it a lot through out the reading Kyathi. Good job. keep writing.

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