Pain - Speak.



Pain speaks a dark language in silence. Sometimes it conveys what words can never express. One of life's most important realisations is that no pain is too big. There are millions of other humans doomed by their destiny and cursed by their fate. The stark and stoic realities of the lives of others in distress touch the raw nerves of our own soul.

Years back, one day,  I happened to visit an orphanage. I was not in the best of my moods -  depressed and not so happy with the Vagaries of life and it's circumstances. The orphanage -  an old British era home, was filled with noises of kiddish chatter. A little girl around 6 - 7 years old sitting in a corner of a room caught my eye. She was staring into the oblivion - no where. The hollowness of her little sunken eyes devoid of even a tiny speck of a sparkle spoke of the immense suffering inside her heart. She wasn't deaf or dumb, I learnt that she had barely spoken a word since she was brought to the home for the kids. My eyes welled up. 

At the far end, I heard the incessant wailing of toddlers. Infants in cradles crying inconsolably as their caretaker ayyas tried to feed, comfort and pacify them. A young girl probably 10 or 11 years old was pulling the strings of one of the cradles, trying to rock a child to sleep. This image of the girl has been edged in my mind since then. It makes me emotional every time I recollect it.

Little children - some abandoned, some orphaned, some victims of physical and mental abuse surviving on charity!! How sad! They don't know where their parents are, some don't know who their parents are, some too small even to know what parents are!!! how heart wrenching!!

As I walked out of the orphanage, my heart was heavy but my pain was lighter. My pain was minisculed by the sheer mammothness of the misery of those children. How often do we all monsterize our little sorrows. There are people in the world more unfortunate, more distressed and more tired of life than we are. This doesn't in any way demean our sorrows and suffering. This doesn't mean our pain doesn't deserve sympathy in any way. It just means that there are bigger Sorrows in the world that people are striving to surmount, so we aren't alone. We should take hope and heart from it.

There is always a last drop of tear for every sorrow.

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  1. Heart touching… Inspiring…
    I could feel this, even visualise this because you have put in proper word/way… nice πŸ‘πŸ»

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  2. Thank you so much. This comment is as precious as the emotion i tried to potray. Thanks again.

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  3. This is beautiful and inspiring piece of writing. It offers solace in telling us that we are not alone.You are a very sensitive and sensible person. I follow you on twitter too. Keep sharing. Keep writing. Keep enriching usπŸ‘

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    1. Thank you for your kind wordsπŸ˜ŠπŸ™

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  4. Sometimes you want to wish for a wand to wipe off all this pain.. esp when its children, and yet you feel so helpless!

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  5. The last line πŸ‘ŒπŸ‘ŒπŸ‘Œ

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