April 13, 2017

This is my style...


My daughter Swara stammers since her early childhood,just like me.. Her stammering is overt. I try to make her understand… I talk to her so much..I listen to  her talks too, with much love.. At times she takes more than five minutes to complete a sentence. Still I listen to her with patience.. I try to make her understand in my own way..She understands..sometimes she cries..but she does not stop speaking.. At times she becomes  disheartened..
She is just 10 year old..
I try to make her understand that our speaking style is different…
We speak in this way only..
We need to be carefree..
We have to speak freely..
She smiles when she  listens to my such  talks..
Her name is Swara.. The other day she asked me the meaning of Swara..
I replied that Swara means sweet voice, which soothes the mind.. which everybody loves to listen to.. She smiled listening to my explanation,  and though unwillingly, I cried within…
Today she returned from school and hugged me.. I remained silent.. After sometime she spoke-“Papa, do you know what happened today at school?”..I was silent…She continued.”My friends always ask me  that Sw.sw.swara why do you sp.sp..speak this way.. I had no answer to this question Papa..”
I was cursing myself.. My childhood flashed  in front of me.. My only thought was-what next.. would my past haunt me again? My past was mockingly staring at me.. I was averting its gaze..
Swara was watching me, some thoughts passing through her mind ..
I reclaimed my composure and looked at her..a strange expression gleamed in her eyes..
Holding my hands in hers, she said” Papa, today again my friends taunted me that w..why do I ssspeak this way.. I replied that this is my style.. If you wish to learn it then I can teach you all..”
Swara’s eyes were gleaming now.. I have never seen or heard of such eyes …She continued..”After that, no one asked me that ww..why do I speak th..this way.”
Today, my daughter taught me the lesson of a lifetime..
My ten year old daughter taught me in true sense.. What if I had learnt this lesson when I was her age..Life would have been different!! I would have been a different person.. Never abhor the taunt of others, understand it and make it your strength..
I kept looking, as my daughter hopped away to play badminton..

Originally posted in Hindi by Santosh(Mumbai SHG), translated by Abhishek..

5 comments:

Satyendra Srivastava said...

Beautiful. Children are often less "complicated" than grown ups. And therefore, we can learn a lot from them. I was told that, Ruskin Bond will often bring a box for sweets for the children- and then observe them quietly. This is how he would get material for some of his best children's stories...

Lots and lots of blessings to Swara.. and thanks to Santosh and Abhishek!

Ravi Kant Sharma said...

isse behtarin jawab mne aaj tk nhi suna...santoshji ko fb pr personal msg k sath ek video bhi send kia h...video isliye qki msg me feelings ache se express nhi ho pati...

I am Santosh said...

धन्यवाद अभिषेक जी. इतना खुश ना जाने कब था मै !
याद आया जब पहली बार स्वरा को छुवां था तब..
और आज जब स्वरा की कहानी आपने कागज पे लिखी..
आपकी जुबानी..
शुक्रिया दोस्त!!
🙏

ABHISHEK KUMAR said...

🙏🙏

I am Santosh said...

रविकांत जी आपने जो व्हीडिओ भेजा है वाकई मे मै आपका शुक्रगुजार हूं. स्वरा के लिये आपने जो प्यार भेजा है मैं जरूर उसे आपके व्हीडिओ के जरिये दिखाऊंगा.
अभी फिलहाल मैं फरिदाबाद मे हू. मुंबई जाऊंगा तो आपकी बात मै स्वरा से कराउंगा.
शुक्रिया एक बार फिरसे.