My name is Kirthika and I am 23 years old. As a child, when I used to watch children in my neighbourhood run around and shout their lungs out in excitement, sadness filled me up. I wanted to join them too, but I knew that my heart problem would never allow it. So I simply watched and swallowed my grief. Today, many years and two major surgeries later, I am still doing the same – just watching my friends getting jobs, finding their life partners and settling down in life. If only my heart was not this weak.For my parents, I am both their greatest joy and worryI am the youngest of three siblings – I have two elder brothers who treat me as their little princess. My parents, Rajendran and Rajakumari, love me more than their elder sons. They sent me to school and even let me complete a teacher’s training diploma, while my brothers followed in their footsteps to become daily wage labourers. They made sure that I did not engage in strenuous physical activity or pant a lot as my heart
http://bit.ly/2Ge8wFo
No comments:
Post a Comment