My birth is fatal

My birth is fatal.

Is it really one? 

Not because I am an illegitimate child 

Not because I was born a diseased or torso

Not because of any reason you can possibly think

Or I have thought till today.

But today, I realized

my birth is fatal 

because 

‘You are not a born Hindu

You weren’t born in the past when the land you were born today 

used to be the land of love and tolerance’, said my grandmother

When we both stood in front of two fresh piles of mud

Where my mother and father rest in peace. 

This is their second cremation, 

First, they were burnt, 

Now they are buried. 

Indeed, my birth is fatal.