Two Beauties.

Many times I wonder, if  children's are God's version then why he denied some children's with childhood gift's like toys, clothes, chocolates, schooling, shelter, food etc etc. And, why there are people in the world who are born with some kind of problem with them, either physical or mental. Yes, this blog is about two such humans, both are girls and both are in IGNOU one is a little girl of about 3-4 years and the other is a student of Sign language. This write-up is totally based on my observation and I don't want to hurt anyone or seeking any kind of unwanted sympathy for such humans. I am penning this down or typing alphabets because you both are special gift to this universe and I just wanted to wish you ALL THE BEST.
          Last few days in IGNOU, I spent my morning in the Dhaba gulping tea, reading newspaper and -observing different people. Few steps from that place there is a construction work going on. The confectioner of that Dhaba made samosas daily when people started to come to the university. Students, workers, teachers and of-course my first beauty all comes there to have samosa and tea. The winter is started to get a little chilly and  the warmth of sun is quite soothing to the stiff body. One could hardly imagine anyone without sweater or walking barefooted along the lane.
          I was reading an article in the newspaper, thats when I heard two kiddish sounds approaching towards the Dhaba. There she was, my first actress, she was with her sister or a friend. A little sweet girl wearing a torn frock, hair uncombed, innocent face, walking barefooted, hand in hand with the other girl and holding coins in other hand. She must be the daughter of some labor working on that construction site. With a cute smile on her face she was looking excited to buy samosa. 'ek samosa de do' She said to the shopkeeper handling those coins to him. And, she disappears from my eyesight waving bye-bye to me with a very sweet smile on her face. I was observing all this from the corner of my eye, wondering how come she isn't feeling chill, that too when she isn't covered herself fully and here I am fully covered from toe to neck, siting in the sunlight to keep myself warm. I was still shivering whenever there is a little breeze blown and she was absolutely lost in that samosa as if she was getting the required heat for her body from that triangular piece packed with potato which is baked well in oil.
          I felt so embarrassed when I saw these pictures and asked myself that why I don't do anything for her or for all those children's in similar conditions, though I am perfectly capable. No, I can't buy her that samosa simply because that is not a permanent solution, I can't give her my jacket or my shoes reason I don't know. Is this because of our so called ridiculous "STATUS"  that we have lots of footwear's with us, we have lots of dresses which is of no use to us left in a very good condition too in comparison to what my first angel wears but, instead of donating these we involved in a small business deal of  exchanging utensils for those clothes or footwear's, that too when we already have more then enough utensils with us. May be they are useless or out of fashion to us but for my first princess these are gold dust. Isn't it? 
       Moving to my next character, she is both deaf and dumb. But, a gutsy and strong girl, always had a sweet smile on her charming face. I can say anyone will fall in love with her in the first sight itself. Such a beauty she is. I first saw her in the canteen near academic block, she was sitting right in front my eyes in the next table with her classmates. There is still some time for the mess people to distribute lunch and Digamber (my friend & classmate) was as usual in line. Pushpender (another friend & classmate) sitting next to me playing with his cell and I am busy as usual checking out different creations of god "GIRLS" of-course. She was playing with her fingers and I just don't understand what she was doing, untill, I realized God cheated her on two of the beautiful aspects of life "Speaking and Listening".
       I wonder what crime this beautiful girl commit to have those curses. Why God is so harsh on her not to give her opportunity to listen various sounds of creatures and speak or sing like others. Just assume or pretend to be deaf and dumb for a minute.......impossible to even assume or to pretend isn't it, and there she was living or rather fighting each and every second of so called 'LIFE' . Ok, she and all other's similar to her has this sign language to convey and understand messages, feelings, emotions, happiness, sorrows, love and all other experiences of life. But, was it enough, I mean how do you feel when you heard the chirping of birds, when you listens to Aatif, Shaan, A.R.Rehman, Jagjit singh etc etc, when you hear famous dialogues of any movie, or, when someone told you that you are handsome or beautiful. My second beauty can't enjoy that luxury.
         Can signs give you similar feeling. I wonder whether she watches any movie or serials or television which is perfect time-pass and entertainer for all blessed humans is absolutely a waste for this charming girl. I was wondering being a girl she is denied with one of  her asset, property and birthright 'To Talk And Talk'. All of a sudden I saw her cell phone and there again I left puzzling that the gadget is meant for talking but, for her it is for SMS and other features which doesn't require her to Listen or Speak anything. I felt bad when I realized that this beautiful girl cannot hear and speak her own name. I wonder how she reacts when she realize that she is denied of two basic human characteristics and how well she has taken up that challenge in her life. 
        I just wish ALL THE BEST to both the beauties and all the other humans who are denied of God's blessings. I wish I would do something for them one day. 







Comments

  1. Wao! overwhelming.

    If you are able to observe and feel such seemingly small expressions of humanity that surround you, you surely have a soul of a human (which ironically is a rare trait)

    if you felt like penning down and sharing your thoughts then you sure are gaining interest in writing (which I am glad you are cultivating)

    We are neither born equal nor treated equal in this world. Economically, socially, mentally and physically, we are all different and even differently abled or disabled. And this rather than making one proud should make one humble. As they say, when you feel great look at those above you and when you pity yourself look at those below you.

    How do we know in what ways, the people who we think as lesser,are actually better than us. The girl with speech and hearing impairment might have a better vision, more intelligence, sharper creativity! and the girl born poor might learn lessons from life that you or me might be devoid of!

    Oops sorry, I just intended to react and not make my comment so lengthy.....
    your approach is heart touching...my advice...don't let these go waste...learn from them...the lessons of modesty, of being humble, of being good and patient ....of being human .... which unfortunately many lack...

    Good Job beta... proud of you :)

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  2. Sorry & Thanks. Sorry because I thought those dissection which you mention is your comment which I already read on the mail itself so doesn't bother to look here.

    Thanks because for liking it but believe me if one understood the situation and can picture those scenes which I am still unable to create due to lack of vocab and knowledge of writing well it was really heart touching.

    Yup, absolutely m'am "How do we know in what ways, the people who we think as lesser,are actually better than us". I wish people like them do much better in life & honestly I would love to lost to them rather than one with reservation.

    Well, you actually gave goosebumps by feel proud on me. But, it is just a normal observation which everyone can have, few felt the same way & fewer write which I did and you know to whom this credit goes to........well, yes YOU. It is you who inspired me to write otherwise I just left to observe such heart touching moments and also miss the fun of writing.So, I am proud to be a student of such a wonderful, inspirational & friendly teacher.

    I will try to make you feel proud on me & for that I need your blessings & wishes.

    Thanks Again.

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