Notion Underdeveloped

Don't get clicked on your wheelchair.

Crop the part which is showing your braces. 

Why?

Are those making me any less of a person than others ? 

Are those making me any less efficient than I already am?

If I crop the braces does that momentary manipulation change the reality?

Missing the Obvious

Despite looking at the real and practical favour these aiding devices have made in my life, all you get to see the psychological discrimination that people have. 

If you ask yourself then this notion is not even yours. The notion is well indoctrinated in the minds of people that it now has its hegemonic effect on everyone.

Not Another Tragedy

It's neither bad nor sad. It just is !!!

It is that bandaid you have to put on after your central nervous system gets injured. 

As simple as that. Don't need to give it an arc of an epic tragedy. 

And even if you do give it a tragic arc then you should also come forward with a concluding epilogue.

After telling how sad these are , people give it an abrupt end. Thus, leaving me hanging. Giving it some serious cliffhanger. As a result, I throw away my helping devices, and afterwards my life turns miserable.

A Brief Reconsideration Followed By A ‘’U-Turn’’

In all honesty and fairness, the fact of this notion of people, however imaginary, has  affected me to some extent. And regardless of incessant ignoring when a particular thing is being repeatedly being spoken or pointed at, it does get your attention. 

And for a brief moment I thought to myself that indeed, it is a tragedy. But then I failed to have the elements of a tragedy. 

It's more like a survival story. 

Anything but a sob story. 

Then I realize that this is the kind of tragedy they don't feel sad for. All they feel is the need to let me know, in case I am not paying proper attention to something I personally deal with. 

It is the kind of tragedy they just want to spit out on my face. Just for letting me know that it is a tragedy and I should feel bad for it. 

And I also realized that they can't stand that despite the odds I am an active participant in the race of life. 

In Conclusion

Based on my situation I took and still taking a different route. Unconventional has become synonymous with the ways of my life.

And this is what they can neither understand nor can they stand. 

And that's the lacuna.

In concluding the narration  I can say that all these things and notions are ineffectual to stop me from getting where I want to go.

However, the only shred of happiness that people will ever have is that although their discrimination ceased to thwart me from my destination but when I will be reaching there i will not be unscathed for their notions, if not wounded, did scratch me in some places.