Life Is So Rare To Happen!
Life Is So Rare To Happen!
I wonder how life can be so cruel
At the same time being generous.
Well, Life for me is a fuel
To learn and relearn its nucleus.
For an eight year, Life appeared a magic
In a sphere of ambiguity.
Circled around the heroes of epic
In a phase of gaiety.
The world was so very noisy
In the verge of differences.
Little did I knew about this,
When I came out with my “so called disabilities”.
Schooling was never an option
Unfortunately, it is a compulsion.
I went to school with ”Mind of Good hope”,
But came to know it was only for complete ones.
I was a ball of enthusiasm
In the battle to beat differences.
I found the little human in me
Who loves imperfections.
Everything changed in the school of “Unity”!
A union of complete humans.
Teachers cornered me as “Disabled”
Students looked at me differently “As I was a certified Disabled”.
I came for knowledge
And I took all the tarts.
I was all the while in garage
Of my mind, cursing my incompleteness.
Adding salt to my bruise,
Came my teacher all the way-
Commenting my little fingers “Nasty”.
And that’s it I went to the depth of Self Loathing.
Should I blame her or my birth?
The questioned buried my soul.
Hearing the comment I came crying all the way-
Why am I born, Why am I born?
The pain was ineffable
For my tongue to utter.
It was easy for my parents to say, leave it.
But it wasn’t for me.
A void filled in my mind -
A large mass of vacuum.
I went on insulting my creator
For this Life.
I wished I was my friend Sandra-
Who had everything.
I wished I had beautiful fingers
To eat with right hands as humans do.
I wished I had pretty long fingers
That I could touch the strings of violin with an ease.
I wished I had a simple life
With a limit of perfections.
My pain was so harsh
That it never made my school memories beautiful.
I hear school and the thought rushes in,
Is pure ignorance and regrets……
Yes, as I said Life was generous too.
It’s easier to be in your own version
Then I felt that was enough.
I learned it’s me and only me!
Trust me, it wasn’t easy,
I failed in front of my soul
At least a thousand time
To stand in the court of my conscience.
Let them make boundaries, I won’t.
Let them limit my abilities, I won’t.
From there I started loving risks
Which defines the limitless me.
Life is so rare to happen.
It is pain, risk and satisfaction –
Well, Life is still a fuel –
Which teaches to learn and Unlearn!
Just like the sunflower blooms every day
with a hope of loving sun a little more,
I will bloom from the life I am bles.
Because, Life is so rare to happen!