Packed in my home for so many days, I asked my mother for letting me go for grocery shopping. After buying everything on the list, there were bags in my hands and I was very frustrated because of the heat and heavy bags.I pressed the lift buttons furiously and entered. The lift suddenly got stuck between the 2nd and 3rd floor as the power went off. All of a sudden darkness entered removing every single beam of the light. I was fully calm as I was able to breathe comfortably due to air circulation and I knew that someone would come as soon as possible to rescue me.
Though my eyes were wide open, I was not able to see anything around me. I swapped my hand here and there and found the lift buttons and switches."Is this how a blind person feels?" I asked myself. Not able to see anything through an open eye!!Many thoughts rushed into my mind like 'with their blind eyes which color would be visible to them, might be black or white or red'. I remembered the word empathy (the ability to understand and share the feelings of another) which I learned through my studies.
I again started to explore the lift and felt happy that instead of getting worried I was thinking about something good.
At night, keeping my phone aside I thought that there's so much we have and it seems so less to us. Learning different courses or skills is all perfect but the values of life are conveyed by these 'imperfectly perfect people'.
They make their own world inside their head. For them, they have their own invented colors, brown sky or a simple smile can be a big laugh.
They are the real ARTISTS.
"कुछ चीजें अधूरी होने की वजह से ही पूरी होती है
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