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!