I cant speak...

Finally today i went to the DON BOSCO SHELTER. For the past few weeks i had been thinking about that....finally today i went there. I was in touch with this girl Gayatri...who was actually taking care of volunteers like me. So i went there..met her..and i told her that i can help the kids with their studies ..... so well there i was..i got a lot of kids to teach.....n listen to them. I met this kid who is in 8th grade and needed help with his English. I saw those kids....n then i felt what is being deprived of something. They get amazed at seeing mobiles......they were super amazed to see the pod....and they were so much interested to study.

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That is something i was never interested in. Just maybe because i went to a good school with cool fancy teachers n i never felt the need of studying....i had books....all kind of books i always needed...wanted...and there they are....sleeping in a big hall.....lined up.........every night. getting up and going to the nearest municipality school...........still they want to study. They have got ambitions....and they are grateful that they are in a better place than the slums....they want to grow up to become good citizens, and that they say would be paying back to these good people who brought them here. Not all are like that.....there are kids who were into drugs...now having been rehabilitated...they are here at the shelter...

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Still they know they are better....but they want to get out of here..they want their life to be fast forwarded....somehow! They are keen to study. This kid i was teaching..he seemed so so interested to study. I taught him for two hours.it was lunch time but he didn't want to go...i was feeling hungry too..so i told him that please go...we will continue later.............in between there were lot of kids i met..asked their name....and in between this kid came...

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I just patted him on the shoulder and asked him his name...weelll....i think this was just something that made me feel very bad...very very bad. He just flicked his fingers over his ears an mouth....and i figured out he cannot hear...niether can he speak. What could i do ?

I couldnt say anything to him....he could hear anything...nor could i gesture....i just made him feel bad. I cursed myself for that. After that i dint ask anyones name. These kids ..their life has been made better for sure, but still they lack these proper facilities and all...and it is also understandable that they cannot get it all. They will have to struggle and make their way......and they will. This kid i was teaching...he made me realize that what it is like to be feeling alone....whats its like to be sleeping with 150 other kids....he told me that when everybody sleeps he goes out..looks into the sky and thinks...what are these stars? what is this group of three stars..is it called something? I tried to tell him that its called a constellation...but he couldn't pronounce it. Soo.taught him something...and then he asked me at least 5 times....you will come back next week na? What if you dont?..please be back....all i said ...why not ..i will be back certainly...n i will be back for sure.

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We all are very lucky that we have this life....we have the pleasure of sitting infront of or PCs ..reading blogs...being comfy in the sofas....having the newest designer.... stuffing cokes n burgers.....still people are not happy....why the hell? Everyones crying....over this...over that..taking anti depressants? making themselves more depressed..we deserve it? No..maybe we just wnt it? maybe we dont need it..........and like this song i am hearing..

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But today atleast i realize that god has given me enough to be happy....to make others happy...and if i dont use my life for this..if i dont do what i can..n if i dont do what i should......then no wonders for calling me an idiot!