The Man With The Pen

The Earthquake in Nepal had been expected by geologists doing research work there.Some parts of Eastern India and Southern Nepal are categorised as Terai region which is known to be composed of soft soil and were originally wetlands. The Himalayas are the second most earthquake prone regions on Earth after The Pacific Ring Of Fire a ring of 425 active volcanoes that stretches from Japan to Canada.No presence of serious seismic activity in The Himalayan Region had scientists staring open mouthed.  But, Mother Nature had its reply in the form of this devastating earthquake. I know its cruel for me to justify such devastation. This earthquake's inevitability struck me very hard. But, the Nepal capital's buildings had been hurriedly built and were not built to withstand earthquakes of such high intensity and authorities were caught napping in the rescue operation. May the people who died Rest In Peace.

Ever since, I reached grade five, my language kept improving, and, by the time I passed out from grade ten, it had become good enough to make my ambition of becoming a writer of stories. I had always had that ability to channel my ideas easily into words.    I was always trying to express myself through words. When I was about 2 and a half, I got this problem of repeating words thrice, slowly this problem receded, but, I remained a shy speaker in my class till I reached grade ten. In the farewell, I took the emotional approach of saying goodbye to my friends by making a speech, laced with a thank you to some bullies who had made my life miserable, but, also contributed to my becoming a rock of calmness amidst all I suffered in words. I kept myself cool and showed these bullies the door out of my mind. The bullies used to strike me down by telling me about my physical frailties. But, they didn't know my mental toughness which was on display when I gave my parting speech amids

I lost my grandfather on the 4th of January, 2012, he was in pretty good health, till the day he died. He had had terrible asthma but, he got cured. He never had any heart problem yet he died of heart attack. He had always thought about the well being of the society and also used to lend money to the people who were in desperate need of it. That fateful day, I had lunch with him, he was absolutely fine and had some problem in his stomach but before he reached the heart specialist, he collapsed inside the car. Our whole family was shocked and to this day, my grandmother gets sentimental at the mention of his name, so do I. For a week I didn't go to school and when I went, I was completely lost, that same day, I discovered that my best friend was leav ing the s chool.

I was able to walk on my toes till the age of nine, but as I came into grade five, things changed, I was no longer able to walk, my parents decided to send me to normal school and kept an helper for me, the day she found out that was no longer able to walk. I was felt left out by my classmates as they struggled to get grips of my condition.My parents had to bathe me and take care of my calls of nature. I was just able to write lesser pages, from ten pages in an hour, now I can hardly write one in the very same time. I am not able to drink water from a 500 ml bottle, I have to be fed my food.        In tenth grade, during my board examinations, I fought through severe back pain and fatigue to secure 90.66%. As I could not write exams now, I was provided with a writer so that I was able to complete my papers on time. I never let my disease grow big on me, taking it as the part of my life, and fighting back. 

My life was turned upside down when I was 4 and half years as I discovered after a blood test that I won't be able to walk slowly as years went by. My Parents decided to give me all the happiness in the world so that I won't feel let down. I loved to travel and they decided to show me every place on Earth where I could go. I have visited most corners of my Beautiful Country India. I have also been to Europe, Canada, New Zealand and South Africa even before I had completed grade 10

I am a boy in twelfth grade, I have an extremely rare disease called Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy which is progressively eating through my muscles. I have been Wheelchair bound since grade five. I cannot do nothing for myself, I achieved 90.66% in my grade ten examination, all thanks to my dedicated parents and my hardwork.