I've always had a special emotion for them...I don't know why! From my interactions with them all through these years, I have wondered...why does one segregate them? Why does one term them out? I love the world they have created for themselves...it is way more colorful, pure, and sincere than the ones we hope to create for ourselves.
We took this shot in the evening. Everybody was walking, jogging, talking...and suddenly I saw this lady taking this child out. All that could be seen on the kid's face was a big smile...I'm not too sure looking at what!
We have a tendency to sympathize with such kids. We feel pity for them...we feel "oh, how sad!"...we feel lucky for ourselves...but I really doubt if we should! Why sympathize? Why not just accept them the way they are...just as they are...and let them be...just as anybody else? Try and talk to them...try and enter their world...trust me, its a visual treat for ourselves.
I feel sad that I don't get the time to go back to the Spastic Society, Bandra. Probably, after my exams, I'll be going there more often. In all the time that I spent with these kids, I have realized one thing and I'm pretty happy I did - we're all one. We all come as one...maybe our colors are different...maybe our looks differ...maybe our thoughts walk on different paths...maybe we have different dreams...but ultimately, we're all living in the same sphere...together! And, we all, together, make this place one!
All my love and smiles to this kid!
For her...
We took this shot in the evening. Everybody was walking, jogging, talking...and suddenly I saw this lady taking this child out. All that could be seen on the kid's face was a big smile...I'm not too sure looking at what!
We have a tendency to sympathize with such kids. We feel pity for them...we feel "oh, how sad!"...we feel lucky for ourselves...but I really doubt if we should! Why sympathize? Why not just accept them the way they are...just as they are...and let them be...just as anybody else? Try and talk to them...try and enter their world...trust me, its a visual treat for ourselves.
I feel sad that I don't get the time to go back to the Spastic Society, Bandra. Probably, after my exams, I'll be going there more often. In all the time that I spent with these kids, I have realized one thing and I'm pretty happy I did - we're all one. We all come as one...maybe our colors are different...maybe our looks differ...maybe our thoughts walk on different paths...maybe we have different dreams...but ultimately, we're all living in the same sphere...together! And, we all, together, make this place one!
All my love and smiles to this kid!
For her...
2 comments:
Rahul -- it's a good picture, and a lovely sentiment. I got here via your post on PDP. Have only been to Bombay once -- in 1967 (when it actually was Bombay). Am sure that if I went today, I would barely recognize it. Anyway, that visit was an amazing cultural and personal experience. The main thing I recall is how kind and friendly were the people I met there. I actually wound up leaving the hotel and staying at someone's home!
I'll be back to check out your blog.
Alexa,
Thanks a ton for the kind words!:)
Bombay surely has a strange spirit attached to it that it willingly and smilingly is always ready to pass on to its people!:)
Do keep visiting us!:)
smiles:)
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