Have you ever just put your fingers into your ears to just escape all those noises in around you? Living in crowded metropolitan like Delhi, such chaos, ruckus, noises are a part of your everyday life. In fact I start by day with my neighbors royal Enfield’s sound of its thundering engine. Then you have the alarm ringing, then shouting at your siblings for a turn at the bathroom, your mother calling you for breakfast and your dad taunting you for never being on time; now an everyday life is mix of honking, shouting, screaming, taunting etc. (My Poor ears, I just pray so much noise doesn’t make them bleed someday). We crave for the quietude and the solitude of a much more calming environment. Living through these noises, we take it as a punishment, and all the things about noise pollution levels rising, makes us even more wary of it.
But, then have you realized, what you consider a pain, is in fact somebody else’s joy. I am taking about the people who cannot hear. They are devoid of a share in the hustle bustle of the society, they do not experience the happiness that comes with hearing your mother call your name, they do not know how the melody of the chirping birds; they do not know the rolling thunder of the clouds. We complain about the deafening noise of the rambling city, they complain about the deafening noise of their quiet city. Close your ears once and imagine how it would feel to not hear your mother’s scolding? What would be the feeling of not hearing your own laughter? We take it as granted the ability to be able to hear, ask the people who never had it.
Thankfully, with many schools for the deaf and school for autism, addressing this issue, they are creating a society sensitive to such needs; a society which is becoming friendly to people’s special needs. A rambling society which will not be a deafening noise amongst the chaos!
But, then have you realized, what you consider a pain, is in fact somebody else’s joy. I am taking about the people who cannot hear. They are devoid of a share in the hustle bustle of the society, they do not experience the happiness that comes with hearing your mother call your name, they do not know how the melody of the chirping birds; they do not know the rolling thunder of the clouds. We complain about the deafening noise of the rambling city, they complain about the deafening noise of their quiet city. Close your ears once and imagine how it would feel to not hear your mother’s scolding? What would be the feeling of not hearing your own laughter? We take it as granted the ability to be able to hear, ask the people who never had it.
Thankfully, with many schools for the deaf and school for autism, addressing this issue, they are creating a society sensitive to such needs; a society which is becoming friendly to people’s special needs. A rambling society which will not be a deafening noise amongst the chaos!