Dunia is the weekly private journal of a girl born with disability, who uses a wheelchair and a respiratory ventilator machine yet is no different to any other person, read about her struggle, tribulation as she strives to seek independence. The character and events of the journal are pure fiction and bear no relation to anyone.
Alright so it may seem like you are my ‘moaning bank’ Dunia, and all I ever do is complain to you but I think that’s is the main point of keeping a diary/journal; to off load all your negative feelings rather than bottle everything inside you. I guess Dunia you are like a psychologist! Haha, a more practical, accessible and cheap one to seek regularly and whenever I want. Sorry not in an affectionate mood today, a mixture of anger and frustration has zapped all the nice emotions out of me, but I know you will understand and in reality there is no need for explanations or apologies, right? You are my confidante after all, so you will get my points no matter how complex they may seem. Where do I start? Right, the trip to the London Zoo with my niece and nephew.
The annual traditional visit to the zoo with the children during the summer holiday has no major significance except this extreme joy that can’t be contained inside me, at spending time with my favourite people on earth and at the same time teaching them new set of information. The great thing about the Zoo is that it has so many animals that people refrain from staring at me as they are distracted by other things.
Well, that was the case until we passed some people who I discovered were Arabs when they started uttering the usual sentence of ‘AllhamedAllah (thank god) we were spared this person’s suffering, we are so blessed yet don’t realise’. Hmm, ok I am all for gratitude and appreciating our situation no matter what it is but seriously is there a need to be so vocal and loud about it?? Thank God of course but silently, in your heart – I am sure you will be heard by God regardless. Plus can’t these people see the contradiction in their act; if you are trying to be pious and content then no need to hurt the feeling of the person that you see as ‘inferior’ to you!!
Don’t get me wrong Dunia I really don’t let things like that get to me, I have had a lifetime of it to the extent that I usually anticipate it happening and when it does I laugh in the knowledge that I am glad to be put on earth for people to realise how blessed they are, at least I have some kind of use! But this particular time I was annoyed as I don’t want my little niece and nephew to witness this; they are too innocent to see this side of human nature and they look up to me especially my niece who regards me as her role model, someone she aspires to be like and follow. To hear others claiming that they are better than me because they are blessed and chosen by God made her upset and she questioned why should they say such a thing? And is it true they are more blessed than me and if so why? Did I do something bad?
So many questions that I was not prepared for, mainly because I don’t want my beloved niece exposed to the ugly side of this world. I opted to say that we are all blessed and we are all happy with what we have and that is the right way, which is why we don’t want to be in other people’s place. I reassured her that her aunt is differently different from the rest of the world and that is a very good thing as she can always find me for I am like no other.
Oh my carer is here to take me to bed, but I still have so much to write, guess what Dunia, I am going to be home alone for a whole week! Sorry I have to go as my carer is getting impatient will fill you with all the details next time. G’Night!