The Daily Post Discover Challenge :Risk

Our son was born in October 1983. When he was four months we realized he had some vision problem because he was not able to make eye contact with us. We went to the Eye specialist and came to know that he had Retinitis Pigmentosa. At first we were worried and a little devastated. But once we accepted the problem it was easy to deal with whatever came our way.

We live in a small place so our son went to regular school and did very well with the help of his friends and teachers. But college was in the neighbouring town, he had to go by bus. For two weeks I went with him, took the bus from our place, got down near his college, we had to cross the main road and walked for ten minutes to his college. After two weeks when he was familiar with the bus journey and the walk to college, I used to get down at the bus stop and he used to cross the road by himself and walk to college. After a week he started going by himself. He had confidence himself and we had confidence in him .

We took the risk of sending him alone to his college because it is good be independent. All this happened eleven years ago. He will be soon completing his PhD in English Literature from one of the top universities of our country. In 2014 he went by himself to the US to attend an international conference and present his paper. Last year he had been to London to attend and present a paper in a international conference. In both places he was able to go around with his cousins. If we want our dreams to become a reality we have to take risks. So often, not the safest road but the less traveled road is the best road.

With  Jim, a family friend, in New York

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In London , at the conference in Royal  Holloway, University of London.

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In Cambridge with his teacher’s friend

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In Scotland

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By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. Due to the pandemic I could not go to the Home for the mentally challenged for two years. I had been going there since 2011. I have started going again. I was happy that some members remembered me :) All of them are an important part of my life. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made our lives richer.

4 comments

  1. What a brilliant and brave SON you have! He has achieved much more better than anyone with vision. Salute to him! Just adding to the context, My father is teaching English Grammar to group of blinds near to my home. His book will also be made audio for them!

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