Being Handicapped
I don't know about you but I sometimes feel really horrified by the idea of being handicapped in any way. I sometimes get these thoughts of losing my eyes, or maybe losing a hand or two. But I put away these thoughts and carry on to live normally.
When you hear stories of people surviving an accident but losing something, or randomly find a needy beggar on the road, or maybe on television, or maybe someone in your class you may for a second put yourself there, feel a fraction of the pain they are going through and come back to present to thank God for everything.
But ironically the handicapped are not so handicapped as the people who are privileged.
The thing I really regret in my life is that although I paid attention in class when teacher was explaining something I never used to put up questions no matter how hard I wanted to ask. I for no reason felt so insecure in asking questions. I used to ask myself "Is your question really that good?", "You just wanna waste the whole class time right?","Forget it, it's not that important", "We'll see this question at home or maybe just Google it". So despite having the power to speak I restricted myself from speaking. I acted like handicapped.
The above was my example but you can also be handicapped in day-to-day life.
We've got legs and hands and a body but we won't maintain it. We'll let it degrade by not working on it. Take out time for some exercise.
On the sidewalk you see a boy is being bullied by someone or someone is in trouble and we just walk away. We loose our eyes and the power in our muscles. "Somebody else who is not handicapped will take care of him. I feel bad for him/her".
We've got brains but we sometimes use it to harm others by our attitude. Just maybe it was better if we didn't have it.
So don't be handicapped.
To the privileged.
When you hear stories of people surviving an accident but losing something, or randomly find a needy beggar on the road, or maybe on television, or maybe someone in your class you may for a second put yourself there, feel a fraction of the pain they are going through and come back to present to thank God for everything.
But ironically the handicapped are not so handicapped as the people who are privileged.
The thing I really regret in my life is that although I paid attention in class when teacher was explaining something I never used to put up questions no matter how hard I wanted to ask. I for no reason felt so insecure in asking questions. I used to ask myself "Is your question really that good?", "You just wanna waste the whole class time right?","Forget it, it's not that important", "We'll see this question at home or maybe just Google it". So despite having the power to speak I restricted myself from speaking. I acted like handicapped.
The above was my example but you can also be handicapped in day-to-day life.
We've got legs and hands and a body but we won't maintain it. We'll let it degrade by not working on it. Take out time for some exercise.
On the sidewalk you see a boy is being bullied by someone or someone is in trouble and we just walk away. We loose our eyes and the power in our muscles. "Somebody else who is not handicapped will take care of him. I feel bad for him/her".
We've got brains but we sometimes use it to harm others by our attitude. Just maybe it was better if we didn't have it.
So don't be handicapped.
To the privileged.
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