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I– May be UNBORN

When the day I was brought on this earth: I got the sincere warmth from my family, I saw the flawless rays of sun and the world was just exquisite. I considered myself as one of the special child.

From the day I was born, I started experiencing the hostile life of human being. The life which was full of struggling. I was usual and ordinary child born to a fatherless family. I don’t know why, but I felt something was missing and I couldn’t do what other of my friends did. I came to know my own disability only when I was six.

I still remember people smiling at me and talking to me. When they were talking I just saw their stirring lips moving without any sound. Then and there I thought and believed that they were acting a drama in front of me but they weren’t performing a performance. Indeed I was deaf and my deafness forcefully pushed me to be dumb.

When people were not aware of my disability in the place where I was brought up, people tend to be nicer and gave their esteeming friendliness to me. After seeing my disability they all became blind and deaf to me. Their fondness started fading and I was helpless, I sturdily prayed that I was unborn in this world. I thought the society was wrong and didn’t blame the people for their hateful and obnoxious behavior. I went to another place searching for better place to live in with virtuous people surrounding me.

When people didn’t recognize my identity they showered all their love and cared me like their siblings. I thought I was lucky to be born in this world but the love and care didn’t last much, it soon started declining. Some of the people talked to me like their friends, some even used their hands to communicate with me but I couldn’t respond what they said. When I couldn’t respond to what they said, I was put in more pain which I couldn’t heal. Everyone started neglecting me, they taunted me and loneliness was the only company I used to get. People are using me as their servant. People sometimes thought that I was the distracter in their lives, so I used to use my little ability to avoid my disability for them.

Instead of talking to me why people can’t come and ask in my mind? So they would just understand what sort of problem I am facing.

Just like everyone I want to enjoy my time with my family but I am an orphan with disability.

Can you imagine yourself not being able to hear and talk for a day?

Think of me:

Ø  I can’t hear and talk for the entire life

I didn’t die; I am still here in this world and still struggling with my disability.

You may wonder who I am.

It can be you,

It can be your father,

Your mother,

Your daughter,

Your son,

Your sister,

Your brother,

Your friends,

Your grandparents,

Your neighbors,

Your dearest ones,

And even “YOUR STUDENTS”.

After understanding the story as an individual

ü  Don’t focus on disability just focus on the ability

ü  Look at the person, not at his/her disability

Let’s join our hand with a strong knot of promises to change our thinking on a person with disability because every individual are unique and special in one way or another. We shouldn’t use the word disability instead we have to refer them as special children.

“If you cannot help them, stop taunting” ……………..

Because they are also human being and they have a right to live as equal as us.                                      

Thank you!!!!!!