I AM TAIMUR-Son of Saifreena

After happily suffering for 9 months, my mother finally brought me into this world.

Mom I feel sorry for giving you so much pain.

Mom I feel sorry for giving you so many restless nights.

Mom I feel sorry for keeping you away from your favorite activities.

Papa I feel sorry for all the times when I demanded too much of your attention.

People I feel very sorry for all the times when I kept you away from your work.

I was happy to see the smiles at your face on my arrival in this world. 

It demeaned much of my burden.

It was all beautiful till, I was inside the womb and there was no one between me and my mom.

Dear, Papa-mamma, I fear a lot now.

As soon as I entered the world, I realized the harsh truth of this world.

Many people wished death for me.
The mere imagination of it freezes me to the bone of my skull.

The world is not as beautiful as the fairy tales made me to believe in.
It is quite opposite to the world that I had imagined while being  inside my mummy's womb.

I want to say something to the people of this world.

People say that babies do nothing more than eat, poop and sleep.

But here I am, being burdened with the meaning of my name.

See the amount of responsibility being laid upon me within moments of my arrival in this world.

A responsibility of answering the people about my character just because of the label called ‘Name’.

My parents welcomed me in this world by giving me a name –“TAIMUR” with my ancestral suffix “ALI KHAN” which stands testimony to my legacy of being a NAWAB. I fell blessed for all the pampering that I am receiving from my parents and closed associates of my family.

Language experts told me (as I cannot read or say anything now) that the meaning of my name is IRON.

I am happy to be given a name just like you people.

However, it does not sound impressive to some people.

Why?

I am looked down upon just because my name relates to a person who caused offence with his actions.

So, babies should be named only after a person who did nothing wrong?

All right, May I know a “name” which proved perfect for all those persons bearing that “name”.

May I know such perfect people?

What about two famous persons carrying the same name, of whom only one is acceptably great and the other not?

 Are even historians to be believed at who distort historical facts and present it with a biased opinion?

I am being judged upon some historical facts with whom I bear no resemblance.

I carry in my blood the legacies of three royal families “Pataudi, Tagore and Kapoor” which is being incessantly ignored.

However, I am still being judged  on my name but not on my character.

Dear mamma-papa,

Will these people ever understand me?

How much more do I need to suffer?

Dear mamma-papa, I fear a lot now.

I fear whether this society will ever accept me?

I fear whether I will have friends.

I fear that those people will try to misbehave with me when I will step out alone.

I fear whether I will be able to fight against this world.

Dear mamma-papa,

I can speak nothing more than mmmmmbah now. 

I fear how I will speak against those people.

Dear mamma-papa,

I fear.

Yours

Taimur Ali Khan