Synopsis

« We, the hijras, are born neither man neither woman. We are born somewhere in the middle. Our name was already mentioned in Sanskrit texts, more than a thousand years ago. It evoked beauty, bravery, and straightforwardness. I try to act as a good guru towards my chelas, I want to teach them how to live properly. It’s not essential to only seek happiness, one must learn to be respected. If one of my chelas is frightened, I tell her: « we have cut off one of our body organs, thus we can live freed from fear when faced to death ». Those who fear don’t survive. Strength is life. You understand, in my next life, I want to be born hijra again, so is my wish and God is witness that we are strong people with pure hearts. This is what I believe and what I wish to pass on… ».