It comes so easily and naturally to each one of us… the blessed and divine souls of the universe... we get up each morning after a long night's halt and dormancy and effortlessly start off with our routine exertion... oblivious of the fact, how life would have been if we were not blessed with the power of vision, the ability to see things as they are and appreciate happenings around us…
But just spare a thought for the souls deprived of the divine blessing named… vision… try imagining their world… everything around appears BLACK to them… step into their world and you would realize how difficult it is just to cross a road… how difficult it would be to reach your destination without the power of vision… how difficult it would be to learn and educate yourself… how difficult it would be to find someone who could understand your feelings… how difficult it would be to find someone who would love you unconditionally… how difficult it would be to find a compatible soul mate with whom you can spend the rest of your life and would subsequently forget your hardships… how difficult would be to escape the guile of the world… difficult… difficult… difficult… is one word which could very well sum up the whole episode… struggle is how I can best describe their lives to be…
With this realization in mind and heart… I along with couple of my friends (Jaspreet Gill and his fiancée, Arshdeep Kaur) set off to visit the Institute for the Blind located in Sector 26, Chandigarh… it was an impromptu decision which struck our mind while on our way to lake on Saturday evening… we shelved our earlier plans of enjoying ourselves at the lake and instead decided to dedicate just one evening of our lives to these helpless individuals who have been handed a raw deal by life… and at the end of it all it turned out to be an amazing experience and wise decision… all of us felt a deep satisfaction after meeting those small little kids and being a part of their lives for just a couple of hours…
Since it was an impromptu decision, we could not take much but some éclairs to be distributed among the kids… there were about 100 kids in all… and we were really amazed to see the kids engaging themselves in a variety of activities ranging from playing cricket to learning Bhangra to learning how to weave chairs and beds from jute and also listening to TV, watching a Mithun movie and listening him bang the bad guys with sounds of Dishum – dishum echoing through the hall and small kids clapping on the supernatural feat of the superstar…girls busy learning to tidy each other’s hairs… and also learning how to stitch…
I am grateful to my friends for introducing me to the idea of helping these kids with special needs… and it has accentuated within me the desire of dedicating some part of my life to the develop and support the lives of these kids… who can well turn into another Hellen Keller or a Michelle from Black…
Looking back I could decipher their world to be so separated from ours… so different… insulated from the ever visible animosity and game of one-upmanship … they seemed to live so gently and peacefully… helping each other in their endeavors… it was a world very unlike ours to say the least…
Indeed life has lot of objectives to throw at you… it’s up to you, which one you catch hold of ultimately…
1 comment:
kunal.. i never ever thought ur such a deep thinker..
but let me tell you one thing... i firmly believe in life after death..
those whom we think are deprived of things by The Almighty's wish are much stronger than we are.. in all ways...
and for those who are deprived i feel are blessed by god because when He asks about the wrong deeds that we have done we ll have to answer more than they do...
yes their life when we compare it with ours is hell on earth... but we cant fight against nature... yes we can do certain things by helping them ...
and i too have already donated my eyes and kidney long back...which is very private on my side...so plz whoever reads this just give a thought to it..
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