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Do your parents or grand parents live with you? Then sometimes you may have seen the edge of  your patience.Yeah. They always give you chances to comprehend your limits.

Some children come to this world in the same way that others come.They cry like others,laugh like others.When others grow day by day,they too grow from their physical bodies.But the problem is their minds grow slowly.They are called "children with mental disabilities".They are different from other children without even knowing it.They wonder why people stare at them when they walk on a road.They have to bear unacceptability with wet eyes among friends.All this for a wrong they've never done.

Lately I've got this story from an email. Just read it.

At a fund raising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended.After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

"When no interfered with by outside influences, every thing nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do.He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son? "

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. "I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally disabled comes into the world and opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child."

Then he told the following story:

Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball.Shay asked, " Do you think they'll let me play? " I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning."

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart.The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved to him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again.Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do the let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat.Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.

The first pitch came in,Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher.The game would now be over.The pitcher picked up  the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman.

Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of the reach of all team mates.

Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling,

"Shay, run to first!  run to first! "

Never in his life had Shay ever run that far, but he made it to first base.He scampered down he baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, "run to second, run to second!"

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base.

By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball.The second smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.

He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third baseman's head.

Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, " Shay, Shay , Shay, all the way Shay"

Shay reached third base because the opposing short stop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of third base, and shouted, "Run to third! Shay, run to third!"

As shay rounded third, the boys from both teams, and the spectators were on their feet screaming, " Shay, run home! run home!"

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.

"That day", said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.I smelled divine fragrance of the humanity with wet eyes".

"Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy, and coming home and seeing his mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day! "

That's the story and I'm moved by it totally. Are you too?

An one thing is clear.They are innocent children who deserve our love more than everyone. They too have a right to live and enjoy of their lives like you and me.We'll help them to make it with our love, care and acceptance.

 A wise man once said "every society is judged by how it treats it's least fortunate amongst them". So we are the people who can create a heaven or hell on this earth.

 
Photo is by CampASCCA

 I was thinking about writing a post on something very rare on this earth. "Gratitude" . That's how we call it.I'm sure that we all have experiences about this.But most of them are incidents which we didn't get any gratitude though we deserved it.Am I correct?

Yeah.That's how things work.You can call it " God's will" if you like.As human beings we can't live without each others help.You have to agree with me for that.But the thing is after someone helping us we must pay him/her some gratitude.Actually no one can arrest you or shoot you for not paying any feelings for that.But as human beings we have an obligation.

Sometimes you might have heard that people say " they won't remember anything you do for them.There's no point of bothering to help them" or some dialogues like that.( my mom also has said the things like that) Do we expect any gratitude for a help that we do to some one? Ask from your heart. Some of you will say "yes" whilst others are saying "no". But though we say "no" sometimes our heart says "yes". Do we really need to expect any gratitude?

Once Jesus Christ healed ten lepers as you all know.But there was only one person had stopped to thank him. So who are we? Do we aspire anything more than Jesus Christ got ?

A criminal defense attorney Samuel Leibowitz  saved 78 people from sitting on the electric chair. But how many of them had sent him at least a Christmas card ? Answer is 0 .

I hope you all have heard about Andrew Carnegie.It was a real "rags to riches" story.He was born to a poor Scottish family that immigrated to the United States and later he became a powerful businessman and a leading force in the American Steel industry.And he was also a great philanthropist who believed that the wealthy had an obligation to give back to the society.In his last will he had given a million dollars to his relations. But if he got up from his sepulcher after sometime, he would have a chance to get an heart attack by hearing his relations curses. Do you know the reason? He had donated 365 million dollars for charity allowances.What a grateful society?

That's how few of famous people got gratitude from the society.But does that say we do not help somebody? Of course not. We must do our best to help somebody when a chance comes. But if we expect any feeling from them in return it's better not to help them than to be broken hearted after helping out.We don't need to think about ourselves as fools when we have to face an ungratefulness. You can't hide anything for natural law. It sees all through. Nature will fill our hearts with glee which will never fade when it see our good deeds. If you believe in god, in gods mansion your name will be carved as indelible.

We can't change people. Especially their natures.Only what we can do is wetting their hearts with our love. We will love them from bottom of our hearts.So that we will be able to help them without getting hurt from ungratefulness.


N.B- This post is inspired by an incident which I had to face recently which was painful.But I  I'm not writing it here in case I embarrass the person who caused it.I'm just writing this to express my feelings and thoughts and to get a relief.

Photo is by BidWiya 

I'm gonna tell you a little story. This is an incident which someone I know has faced. He doesn't like to being mentioned by his real name. So let's call him JV right?

One day he was waiting for a bus at a bus halt. It was a busy time so the halt was crowded and the road was full of vehicles. And JV was desperate to get a bus because he was late for his class. Suddenly there came a bunch of cyclists who were training for the cycling season which was drawing closer. And right at that moment an old man who seemed like a beggar had wanted to cross the road. So it happened. Old man was at the middle of the road when the first cyclist hit him. CRASH..!!! Both of them fell on the road and were followed by the other cyclists because their brakes failed stopping them that quick. I've already told you that they came as a bunch. So they were lying on the road, moaning in pain. This happened few yards away from the bus halt. The entire crowd who were there shocked but was staring at them. It was a morning so we can imagine the reason for their reluctance. They all were people who were leaving for their working places and they didn't need to be late. So no one made the move but my friend did. Despite being late to the class he went there, helped them to get up and removed cycles from the road to let the vehicles which were blocked there to go.

All the time plenty of people are there who need our help. And a lot of people are always there who can help but most of them never do. And the people who feel like helping are reluctant to make the first move at most of the times. They think it's better to let someone to come and help first (sometimes you would have experienced incidents like this)

So these are the times which a simple action can do a lot. And it's our responsibility to help them out.

You are the one who can make the move. So that the others will follow