Amidst the perplexing labyrinth of modern trends, where sensitivity is paramount and politically correct terms are the norm, a deeper challenge lies in truly embracing inclusivity. You must not call a lame person lame; you must not call a deaf person deaf and so on. Names evolve, yet the sought-after sense of belonging often remains elusive.
It was at Selim Hill that my soul found solace in a tale of genuine camaraderie. Two young boys, Sid and Nihal, happened to come to Second Chance House, their youth pulsating with an exuberant energy that belied a more profound story waiting to be uncovered.
Sid, surprisingly, needed a lot of physical support. If he needed to go to the toilet, Nihal took him. If Sid wanted a chair, Nihal helped him onto one. Was Sid an entitled brat who refused to help himself? It was only then that the stick with the red marking came out. Ashamedly, we realised that the dark glasses were not to keep out the bright sun. Sid was blind from birth.
The day unfolded in unhurried conversations, a symphony of laughter, and the harmonious chords of Nihal teaching Sid songs on the guitar. Nihal's unwavering support, from assisting with meals to taking leisurely strolls arm in arm, painted a picture of genuine friendship. The why behind Nihal's selfless dedication traced back to a chapter in his life, where Sid had been his anchor during a storm of personal challenges.
A sudden burst of youthful laughter echoed, drawing attention to Nihal carrying Sid on his back, a poignant display of friendship beyond the boundaries of societal expectations. I wish I had taken a picture to restore faith in humanity beyond the social media support groups.
The scene invoked memories of a timeless tale – the blind carrying the lame. It was a beautiful metaphor where the one who lacked sight provided mobility, while the one who struggled to walk provided direction steering them towards a shared destination.
In a world where inclusivity often feels like navigating a linguistic obstacle course, Sid and Nihal's story stands out as a beacon of genuine connection. These two unlikely buddies reminded me that true acceptance isn't just about using the right words. It's about stumbling through life together, supporting each other, and maybe even sharing a laugh about the absurdity of a world that sometimes needs a good-natured poke in the ribs.
Over a cup of Dorje Blue Pea Tea, I thought of fat Obelix, thin Laurel, the eccentric Thomson and Thompson, the seven dwarves, the witches of Macbeth and how they are well loved beyond the labels given to them.
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