Am I Disabled or Beautifully Abled?
by Chehak Gidwani The Bizarre Intricacies of the Human Mind, September 2017
Am I disabled or beautifully abled?
This question keeps reverberating in my mind.
I have been suffering from a muscular dystrophy since 18 years and now I have come to a stage where I feel nothing at all.
When people ask me the question, “Do you have any problem?” , I always answer “no”. I put on the garb of normalcy. I act like this problem has not affected me at all. But the reality is totally opposite. It has and it will. Just because I carry it off with a million-dollar smile and pretty face does not mean that it has stopped affecting me.
Eighteen years is a long time. I've forgotten what it is to feel normal. My current situation is my normal situation.
When I see other people managing everything so beautifully, when I am not able to tie my shoelaces, I wonder why I am tailored to be like this.
On second thought, it kindles in me a spark to prove to the world that my disability makes me more mature and kinder to the world.
Let’s burn brighter than the storm.
God makes me stronger and stronger as the days go by. My disability makes me unique. Maybe God does not want me to be a cliche kid waiting for miracles to happen and dreams to come true. He wants me to fight for each and every dream of mine to come true.
