I always prefer travelling by the window seat, be it any
mode of transport. The reason being that I love to see what all unseen and
ignored incidents are happening in and around me. So, my travel from my
workplace to my home yesterday was an interesting and a thought provoking one.
I say that it was thought provoking because it made me write a blog about it.
The episode happened when the bus was at a halt at
Yeshwantpur bus depot. The depot was like the usual crowded bus stands.
Passengers busy boarding and de-boarding the buses, taking care of their
belongings to escape from the hands of pick-pocketers, conductors blowing
whistles at the loudest volume possible. The honks of the buses are an add-on
to the chaos and commotion at the location.
In between all this bedlam, my eyes caught a glimpse of two
individuals who were sitting by a tea stall with a cup of tea and a sandwich in
their hand. It seemed that none of the noise there made any difference to them
nor did it act as an impediment in their conversation. The two of them faced
the challenge of being mute and unable to hear. For some this might be a
disorder but at that particular moment I could just think of it as a ‘blessing
in disguise’.
I know it comes as a shock to you but I have reasons as to
why this thought triggered in my head. I wake up in the morning with all
positive thoughts and step out of my house packed with energy and enthusiasm.
Not even two steps I take and I can hear people screaming and yelling at each
other for the most illogical things. I hear news about rapes, murders,
deteriorating economy and all the possible information that could put anyone
down.
Coming back to the differently challenged folks, they
obviously expressed each other using their sign language. Suddenly, they zoned
me out completely from the hubbub and made me only concentrate on their
beautiful wordless conversation. It looked so intense for a few minutes that I
was there that it made me feel less privileged to not be able to gain more
knowledge about their intense discussion. I kept thinking about them throughout
my journey, how different their world is. A peaceful atmosphere where they can
hear their inner voice. It taught me to get a different perspective towards
life and towards the differently abled individuals.
