I am the first baby of my mother.
Why do they call me a newborn baby?
My mother is in her late sixties.
I am halfway through my life.
I celebrated my birthday last November.
Why so much fun and fuss over the birth now?
Am I a “Brahmin” to be twice-born?
I was always located in the backward regions.
Mother ignores you at times, they said.
So they conceived me in their minds.
They fed me with slogans and strikes.
Am I the first or the twenty ninth baby?
Yesterday I was just one among my siblings.
Today I am left alone in a political labour room.
They are playing divide and rule game on me.
That is a colonial game but I am not a colony.
Is this my rebirth or first birth? How old am I?
After all age is just a number. I am all the same.
