A short narration on the behalf of Kuldeep (in first person format):
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You
may have heard the mellifluous and popular Hindi song of Mukesh, 'Jeena
yahan marna yahan...' and might have appreciated its philosophical
connotation, but I can never relate to one of its phrase, which is, 'Jab
chaho tum mujhko aawaaz do...' because I have never heard anything, not
even my name.
At the time of my birth, my mother thought of me as their 'kul-deepak' and thus named me, Kuldeep but when people around me came to know about my malfunctioning auditory ossicles and realized that this world is a deafening silent place for me, everyone started calling me by inaudible and sometimes unbearable names.
It hurts my mother even now but she has came a long way bearing this torture and now, she gave up her resistance to this hard reality.
So, now you may be wondering, what I speak, when I have never heard anything, other than silence. Yes, your guess is right, when input is 'silence', output is also 'silence'. So, this mute kul-deepak, alias 'Gunga', has learnt to imitate the up-down & left-right movement of lips from people like you but till date nobody understands it better than my mother, who catered to all my childhood needs just by reading my eyes and lips' movements. Later, it became little easier for others also after these movements got synchronized with my 'body language'. So now this word, 'body language', has the secret of my almost normal life among the abled human beings and all disabled beings like me.
Very few humans care about the emotions or rather silent cries of a cow, a dog, a cat or anything that walks on their hands and legs but I can very much understand and relate to them, empathetically. I have the distinct ability of quickly deciphering the truth among the unnecessary (sometimes suger-coated) words because I believe more on the movement of your facial muscles, eyes, hands and torso, in particular and their coordination, in general.
Thus, literally speaking, I can definitely hear you but not your words. I will analyze/judge you from your actions/movements and not words. Some people get doubts about my mental growth and grey matter in the absence of auditory inputs and verbal outputs. I can't convince everyone but let me just affirm that my neuromuscular coordination, memory and cognitive skills entrusts me while driving, cooking, swimming and all other skills necessary to run a family consisted of my wife, 3 young daughters and my parents without anyone's help.
I will conclude by requesting you to treat me at par, as I am not just an ordinary but an extraordinary human being with wider horizons of communication including the unsaid words of my silent world.
The poet 'Musafir' has summarized my emotions in the following lines:
At the time of my birth, my mother thought of me as their 'kul-deepak' and thus named me, Kuldeep but when people around me came to know about my malfunctioning auditory ossicles and realized that this world is a deafening silent place for me, everyone started calling me by inaudible and sometimes unbearable names.
It hurts my mother even now but she has came a long way bearing this torture and now, she gave up her resistance to this hard reality.
So, now you may be wondering, what I speak, when I have never heard anything, other than silence. Yes, your guess is right, when input is 'silence', output is also 'silence'. So, this mute kul-deepak, alias 'Gunga', has learnt to imitate the up-down & left-right movement of lips from people like you but till date nobody understands it better than my mother, who catered to all my childhood needs just by reading my eyes and lips' movements. Later, it became little easier for others also after these movements got synchronized with my 'body language'. So now this word, 'body language', has the secret of my almost normal life among the abled human beings and all disabled beings like me.
Very few humans care about the emotions or rather silent cries of a cow, a dog, a cat or anything that walks on their hands and legs but I can very much understand and relate to them, empathetically. I have the distinct ability of quickly deciphering the truth among the unnecessary (sometimes suger-coated) words because I believe more on the movement of your facial muscles, eyes, hands and torso, in particular and their coordination, in general.
Thus, literally speaking, I can definitely hear you but not your words. I will analyze/judge you from your actions/movements and not words. Some people get doubts about my mental growth and grey matter in the absence of auditory inputs and verbal outputs. I can't convince everyone but let me just affirm that my neuromuscular coordination, memory and cognitive skills entrusts me while driving, cooking, swimming and all other skills necessary to run a family consisted of my wife, 3 young daughters and my parents without anyone's help.
I will conclude by requesting you to treat me at par, as I am not just an ordinary but an extraordinary human being with wider horizons of communication including the unsaid words of my silent world.
The poet 'Musafir' has summarized my emotions in the following lines:
"Tum bhi kaho, naa kuchh, toh bhi main samjhoon sab,
ankahe ko sunne ki, lagan lagi hai abb.
aaj bhale dhal jaye suraj, par rahe, ye saanjh yahin,
labrez maun hai dariya saa, bahne de ise, abb baandh nahin."
"तुम भी कहो, ना कुछ, तो भी मैं समझूँ सब,
अनकहे को सुनने की, लगन लगी है अब ।।
आज भले ढल जाये सूरज, पर रहे, ये साँझ यहीं,
लबरेज मौन है दरिया सा, बहने दे इसे, अब बांध नहीं ।।"
"तुम भी कहो, ना कुछ, तो भी मैं समझूँ सब,
अनकहे को सुनने की, लगन लगी है अब ।।
आज भले ढल जाये सूरज, पर रहे, ये साँझ यहीं,
लबरेज मौन है दरिया सा, बहने दे इसे, अब बांध नहीं ।।"
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Penciled by:
Ajay Chahal 'Musafir'
Chennai, Bharat
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