"Haaye bichaari! Padhti kaise hogi ? (Oh poor girl! How does she even read?)
This is usually the first thing I hear every time I have to seek some sort of assistance in the education sector. It's nothing big usually, just the standard permissions for extra time during the exams, a scribe and the likes. And over the time, I have come to just hear these words of so-called sympathy as they are because I was taught to see the good side of things as well as people.
It's all fine as long as the concerned person expresses themselves and then gets on with the work they're supposed to do I.e. sign the necessary paperwork and let me get on with my life. The problem arises when the sympathy shows its true colors as being nothing but pure pity. Now most of you would wonder 'aren't they the same?' Well, as it turns out, they are not. Sympathy for me is when you look at someone a little less fortunate than you are, you feel concerned for their well-being and try to encourage and support them. Pity, on the other hand, is when you look at someone with a disability and immediately decide that they are not as good as you are. Whenever there's pity, there's also a sense of entitlement inside you whose only purpose is to enhance your so-called superiority.
Now, over time, I have come across several people with both pity as well as sympathy and they're all a part and parcel of life. What bugs me though, is why the hell is it so hard for some people to just do the job they are hired and handsomely paid for? How on earth is their Chai more important than someone's education and time I'll never understand. I mean if you can't lend me a helping hand, at least don't put another bunch of hurdles in my way; I've already got enough of those. Just because you are not in my place, it doesn't mean you have the right to exploit me and my time and treat me as if I've asked you for a personal favor or probably your only kidney.
The reason why I'm writing this is to just put forth a small request to each one of my readers. If you ever come across a differently-abled person, Please! Please! don't treat them differently from the way you treat others. Lend a helping hand if someone needs it. And for God's sake, if you can't do any good just mind your business instead of uttering empty words of concern.
Kisi ki muskurahaton pe ho nisar
Kisi ka dard mil sake toh le udhaar
Kisi ke vaaste ho tere dil mein pyaar
Jeena issi ka naam hai
Every line is directly from the heart! I simply love it! You are a gem Tamrina
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