I FEEL LUCKY TO BE A CHILD OF MY PARENTS

As far as I can remember, I always signed to express myself. Although, I grew up hearing, the “Deaf World” was a major part of my life. It’s most certainly made me the person I am today. And, of course, being the eldest, I also adopted the position of interpreter. So, here I am today doing what I’ve done my whole life, communicating in my first language and having a crazy brain that is obsessed with sporadic thoughts and figuring out how to say what I sign and sign what was said. There you go… my life as plain as day. 

When I was an infant and I used to sleep with my parents. How could they hear me if I cry . As my parents say they used to lay me like I heading towards my mom and legs towards my dad. And for obvious if I’ll cry I’ll move my hands and legs which will touch them and make them awake. And so they do what was needful to me.

When I needed to get my parent’s attention from the bathroom, I’d have to stomp or bang on the door with some force, or grabbed a bright piece of paper and swished it back-and-forth under the door. Other fun methods included flipping the light switch on-and-off to get their attention, wave my hand at them, or tapping them on their shoulders. Sometimes, my mom would jump as I tapped her if she thought she had been alone.

One of my challenges for sure was when I was in relationships and friendships, many people noticed that my communication skills weren’t so great. So, I tend to misunderstand others often and probably vice versa. It could also be that I’m pretty introverted in general when I’m not working. For me, I constantly battle between speaking up when I should and saying way more than I needed to.

I find that I feel fulfilled interpreting for the deaf and hard-of-hearing community mainly because it feels like home. It’s something I’ve always come back to.

Now I’m the voice of my loving parents and the deaf all around me. I feel like they are my family working together to live and survive in this society.

I feel lucky to be brought up by my parents and giving me different place in the world and in the eyes of the society. And I salute them to bring me up in the best and healthy way.

THANKS PAPA AND MUMMY...

A Girl Request !!!

Nearly half of India’s children are girls. However, the girl child is considered a lesser
child in our society. Irrespective of class, caste and economic conditions, she is
discriminated against and neglected at all the levels. This result in the denial of basic
services required for her survival, welfare and development. The girl child is perceived
as a burden to be passed on to another family. Her contribution in the household economy
is not acknowledged. Various factors contribute towards the increase of offences/crime
against women, including dowry deaths, rape, and eve-teasing, etc. The girl child has to
be brought up with utmost care and regard by instilling in her the sense of pride and
responsibility of nurturing the future generation. Faster development can only be possible
by the human resources development. Therefore, our ultimate aim should be improving the
lot of the girl child. I sincerely believe that those who do not respect the girl child
actually do not respect their own mother and their own sister. I deeply wish that girl
child in India be treated equally with the male child. Educate the girl child. She is
special, she will be a mother, and she will be a wife like your mother or your wife or
your sister appeals to you not to discriminate against the girl child in our country, let
us make a promise to educate the girl child, save them from discrimination!!!