Eyes are meant to see & cherish beauty around us. Somehow our liking and disliking is also affected with this. We form a world that is so comfortable for us but what if you opened your eyes one day but could not see, scary...! But, there are people who see and feel the world without eyesight, they have vision without visibility.
I have a childhood memory that impacted me for my entire life. I was in a train journey with my father and asked him to buy me some groundnut. He bought and handed over a 10 rupees note to the vendor (he had no eyesight). He took the note and started walking, my father called him back asked 'I could have given you a blank piece of paper, how did you know that this piece of paper is exact the amount you have asked?' Then he explained how he had recognized that, also he taught me that. That day I realized any disability is not a disability until you accept it as disability.
More or less, our mental health is determined by the way we take our life. We all have some lacuna in our lives, some of them are fixable and some are the part of our routine. How we tackle them, how we handle them and how we deal with them affects our mental health.
People with any impairment or disability are not someone special, they are like us. As we can sense the 10 rupees note clearly with our eyes, they sense it through their fingers. I guess most of us won't be able to tell exactly what is embossed on a paper with our closed eyes. So, they are not something supernatural, they are human beings. They deserve to be treated as human beings.
Give yourself a 'kick of thoughts' & ask do they really need our sympathy? Do they expect every time to hear, 'oh!Don't worry, everything will be fine!'
No, they have a dignity, they can define things more beautifully. They teach us that everything is beautiful if you feel so.
'Exquisite is the life gifted to us.. empathy is all that is needed. Cherish, flourish and be happy in & with what you have.'
I have a childhood memory that impacted me for my entire life. I was in a train journey with my father and asked him to buy me some groundnut. He bought and handed over a 10 rupees note to the vendor (he had no eyesight). He took the note and started walking, my father called him back asked 'I could have given you a blank piece of paper, how did you know that this piece of paper is exact the amount you have asked?' Then he explained how he had recognized that, also he taught me that. That day I realized any disability is not a disability until you accept it as disability.
More or less, our mental health is determined by the way we take our life. We all have some lacuna in our lives, some of them are fixable and some are the part of our routine. How we tackle them, how we handle them and how we deal with them affects our mental health.
People with any impairment or disability are not someone special, they are like us. As we can sense the 10 rupees note clearly with our eyes, they sense it through their fingers. I guess most of us won't be able to tell exactly what is embossed on a paper with our closed eyes. So, they are not something supernatural, they are human beings. They deserve to be treated as human beings.
Give yourself a 'kick of thoughts' & ask do they really need our sympathy? Do they expect every time to hear, 'oh!Don't worry, everything will be fine!'
No, they have a dignity, they can define things more beautifully. They teach us that everything is beautiful if you feel so.
'Exquisite is the life gifted to us.. empathy is all that is needed. Cherish, flourish and be happy in & with what you have.'
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