I was born, stamped as a Human. Years later, I was labeled as what I am today. When I was in my graduate years, I came to know about the hate that was in the hearts of my colleagues for me. Hate, that was not because of the way of life I had chosen, but Hate because of what I was.
My Identity and My Name was the reason for such discrimination, as a friend later informed me.
Now I am 25 and I feel like I am drowning in an ocean of hate. My so-called friends with names unlike mine, call me and people like me Aliens. They even stopped me going to their homes.
We have been treated as lesser humans for a long time now. This will continue to go on.
We with names not like theirs, just want to live a peaceful life, not very different from theirs.
We just want to breathe like them.
I just want to breathe.