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Saturday, October 03, 2009

hope

You lead a flock of the most peaceful birds
into the palm of your hand
have them fly day after day
in sun and sand
nestle the barest patch
veil the parched strand
let them sip
with your hands in their throats
this is how it feels
to hope...


Though hope is not whats left of either of us
yet the birds that you left in my hands,
as they solemnly quench their thirst and soar away
have the flight of a dawn so dazzling,
as none have seen nor I
but only in my dreams
that betray falsely enough
to let me dream again...

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

The skeleton in the closet


F

rom the end of the hallway came a very loud screeching scream, and a boy about 6 years old, came running into the drawing room waving his arms like a flamingo. He had not realized there would be so much noise and clatter in this room, he had probably only wanted to be free from his cooped up asylum of the dreary room they always put him whenever guests came, but too late, the noise was so unbearable and the number of people around so intimidating that he started crying helplessly, “Mama! Mama!” His older brother, embarrassed and perplexed, took him back to the room and decided to stay there himself with him for it was not possible for him to answer everybody’s questions for the rest of the dull evening. This is how the regular lives of most families with children with developmental disabilities and autistic tendencies are spent when it comes to social gatherings and events. It is their way of life from that defining moment when a special child becomes a part of their families. The child with special needs who is raised like a skeleton in the cupboard is deplorable and yet what other way is there for the confused families whose lives have been beset forever. The answer does not lie with any single source.

The birth of a baby is usually anticipated with great excitement and expectations of a future filled with happiness and success. This exuberance may become muted with the birth of a disabled infant. It does not matter if the handicap is blindness, retardation or a physical abnormality. The family into which this child is born will change in some ways.

When it comes to mental illnesses, it is easy to be unsettled, especially as a parent, the responsibility becomes complex and less rewarding in many cases. The fear of the unknown and lack of awareness even among the better educated creates misunderstandings and stigmas. The future of these children is unsure and insecure and parents in majority of cases due to financial and societal pressures are given to adopting mismanagement in raising the children whose special needs demand special care and rearing.. The society outcasts this population and there is no mercy or understanding when it comes to providing support to families of such children.

Having a handicapped child born into a family and grow into adulthood is one of the most stressful experiences a family can endure. Parental reactions to the realization that their child is exceptional usually include shock, depression, guilt, anger, sadness, and anxiety. Individuals handle each of these feelings differently and may stay in certain stages longer than others. Some parents perceive the handicapped infant as an extension of themselves and may feel shame, social rejection, ridicule or embarrassment. An initial parental response may be a form of emotional disintegration. This may evolve into a period of adjustment and later into reorganization of the family’s daily life. Some parents cannot cope beyond the emotional disintegration. They must then decide whether to give the child up for adoption or to place him in an institution. This decision is not easy and is stressful to the family. However, the concern here is with the family that chooses to raise their special youngster at home.

A number of practical problems may make living with a handicapped child especially demanding. Foremost, there may be financial strain to provide necessary medical expenses, special equipment, possibly special schools and care takers in the parent’s absence. The family may find it difficult to entertain friends at home or to visit others. Transportation may become difficult if special equipment must be transported with the child. Kiran B. Ahmed a working psychologist is of the view that: Psychotherapy can play an important role in educating the parents and families with mentally disabled children - and not just educating but also attuning them to the situation. A mentally disabled child has problems as regard intelligence but his / her emotional and physical capacities are unaffected. Such children need love and care as they are growing up and their security needs must be met with. Predominantly as they reach puberty and bodily

changes occur, families need to know how to deal with the circumstance effectively. To make the process easier, it is of utmost importance to find out the level of educability of the child and then synthesize it with that of the adults and others in the household. Cases of abuse have become rampant and neglect is common leading to a sad and unnecessary deterioration of what might have otherwise been a better scenario if dealt with properly and not left to fester in the hands of servants etc.

Nazia Bashir, a clinical psychologist working with slow learners and autistics at The Living Institute of Special Learners, says that the major problem she has come across with parents of special children is that of the acceptance of the child’s problem. Most of them according to her are less knowledgeable and remain in denial for a long time about the exact nature of the trouble. Reality sinks in later as parents keep focusing on the causes of their child’s handicap rather than on intervention. Genetic causes and familial patterns of a particular disease remain a point of apprehension and uneasiness.

The acceptance of a handicapped child into a family may be eased if parents have an opportunity to meet with other parents of children like their own. Within these parent groups, parents learn that their problems are not unique. They have a chance to share experiences, learn how others have coped, and work with others to find solutions to common problems. This can greatly reduce the guilt and stress many parents feel. There are online communities, like Autism Meetup, that connect families. Meetings and support groups are organized with the motto of healing a whole family instead of rehabilitating just the outcast child. In this regard, Aeny, a clinical psychologist working at an NGO for children with learning disabilities in Karachi, personally feels support groups like parental associations help a lot in understanding the child’s problem plus overcoming the frustrations and anxieties which the parents have in their minds by at least discussing out while seeking help through professionals as well. Not only for parents but sibling support groups also work out well because they are also facing emotional disturbances. Besides this Parental education regarding their child’s diagnosis, intervention and setting up realistic goals and concerns is equally important, so that they can understand their child well and work with him and provide better environment so that their child can function well.

The effects of a handicapped child on his siblings are very profound. Some evidence suggests that many children can adapt themselves to the presence of a disabled sibling but that they tend to adopt the attitudes of their parents towards the family situation. Faber (1963) studied the effect of retarded children on their normal brothers and sisters. He found that the variable which seemed of greatest importance to the siblings was the degree of dependence of the retarded child, that is how much he was able to do for himself. The more dependent the child, the more adverse was his effect on his siblings. In other words, the more responsibility required by the normal siblings (particularly girls), the less likely the handicapped child would be welcomed into the fold by his brothers and sisters. Jealousy and resentment may also develop if the handicapped child requires most of his parents’ attention. When they are pushed aside or expected to assume maturity and responsibility beyond their years they are likely to suffer serious consequences. Parents might be advised to acknowledge and be sensitive to their other children’s feelings regarding their handicapped sibling. It is important to not make the disabled child a burden to his brothers and sisters. Additionally in most case the handicapped child would probably be happier in activities in which he is not only welcome but an active participant.

While a handicapped child may provide additional stress on a family, Mahoney (1958) documented some positive effects. He found that the disabled child can have an integrative effect by focusing the family’s energy in a concerned, loving manner, thereby minimizing some of the other day to day problems. Some parents expressed a new appreciation for life and ordinary things they used to take for granted.Ayesha, sibling of an autistic girl believes that her sister’s presence is blessed for their family. She feels her sister is literally”the angel” in their house that brings them all closer and connected as a family. In conclusion we may say that although steps have been taken to improve the psychological well-being of a family that has to support a child who’s mentally handicapped, the efforts are nonetheless insufficient. There is a need for proper counseling of parents and families as a regular part of special school programs and individual intervention programs conducted by professionals. For the benefit of the child’s welfare it is necessary not only to involve the family in the intervention but to keep their spirits alive and their psychological health secure, for it is after all the whole body that needs healing and not just any of its parts!


Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Take Bliss

Following is something I've cherished more than anything I've written or anything I've read in my entire life:

Take bliss, I just tasted bliss, it's an awesome feeling, its bold, freeing, escape to eternity, possession of all you want, and surrender of entity, its like your warned you will be slain, but you want it to be so, and slower you give up the ghost, deeper the cut runs, the more red it is, and you just drown in your own pool of blood, and you swallow it and your chest inflates, and your heart bursts, and you are free of life, and you love, and just that, you meet, and then you wait to meet again, and then that's life, in two halves, meeting and waiting, and the moment you meet you fear departure, and when you depart, you fear that may be you never meet again, and you fear a falling leaf, and you pray, pray for not yourself but for circumstances and you touch and you want more the contact to run an echo in your being, as if some one plucks out your spinal cord, and it jolts you, and you notice the sky, you have not seen the sky for ages, its always been there, but you see it then, and its bluer, and nicer, and when you just sit, and your stray thoughts are not stray no more, and when you wake, a name is in your mind, and a face is in your eyes, and your heart misses a beat just for that, I am in love, hell yea! And last of all that song, the one you never understood, and people you found naive, and dreamers you thought were impractical, and all the clichés, the alternate reality of a roadside freak show, and if you had promised not to give in and you did don't let your faith break a second thought, its when you release your feet from the edge that you realize it is not the gravity that binds you it's the fear of falling that never lets you fly. Even if you crash and burn, you have one consolation that you weren't born a bird afraid of heights. Till the end comes and end comes even to death and of all certainties an end is the most abject, remember that love song that you never understood. And so in the book I write my definition of love.

there will be changes...

Sometimes you think you are so definite and sure about yourself that nothing can move you an inch from the resolutions youve made with yourself. I can remember a time I used to think I'd become a great person, a great human being one day, someone who is actualizing her full potential, someone who is giving the things she belives in, her best shot, someone whos living for a cause but now as i look at myself I see somebody who wants to hide away in scattered words on a stray piece of paper...someone who's not even close to being a human being rather than a great human being, the one she used to be so sure shed be one day. But there are things that refresh your faith, that renew you, I am probably just too tired to look for them, I want things to come to me and if they dont then Im fine with being a nameless faceless person who lives a life like many others do in this world and go away...
20/12/2005

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

very rewarding day!

today the child that had been mute ever since he came to the hospital started talking to me only after one day of our meeting! He sounded like he would never feel the need to talk again he was so silent yesterday, but today when i started asking him what hed want to have the most and gave him the options of balloons he said yes. It was a slight, meek and hardly audible yes and the most beautiful thing i had ever heard! then i asked him what colour balloons and he said red! i just so loved that kid in that little instant! his accent wasn't very comprehendable for me but i just kept relishing his sounds and the way he kept playing with me with a huge smile on his face! then when i was about to leave i asked him to write his name on his colour book for me and he tried writing mine too! that was the cutest thing ever! today i realized how a toally unknown person can bring happiness to the life of a desolate person, i would definitely not call myself the desolate one but even then i dont think i gave him more than what he gave me today he gave me the greatest gift; the satisfaction of the soul!in a strange way he completed something in me that noone else had ever before? what was it? i still cannot word it properly only in very oblique terms like satisfaction of the soul...but all i know is a child, be it very young or older can bring out the mother in you by a single gesture of his which is the best feeling in this entire world!

Sunday, October 23, 2005

14/6


She breathed fire to give life to her broken soul and everytime she did ittook so much of her strength that she remained senseless even in the process of creatinglife. Her strength was born in the midst of impenetrable pain,it made her weak first, she thought she could take nomore, but somehow a starnge sweetness embalmed her.She called out the name she wanted to hear like echos around her but no voice came out...yet there he was, emerging out of the strange sweetness, shadowy bleakness,blocking out every single thing and suddenly piercing her, reality had shot through!

Thursday, October 20, 2005

being and unbeing

I felt bad today. Apparently its just a random, ordinary statement coming from a regular, normally functioning individual who is liable to such feelings, but for me although I should be counted in the same category for there’s no uproar in my life, it means more than a mere feeling. Its an emotion full of self-disgust. It is not the pity we all feel for ourselves when we say this usually because I actually do feel bad today and not for my own self, although I am repulsed by this emotion I feel, but for the two people I would want to like each other, the two people who came in my life at a time when I needed them most- one prove to be the water I could not survive without and the other the fire I had lacked all my life. I became dull, I was morose, I was quiet because all of my insides were being eaten by the fire, but I liked it, I cherished it, I devoured each moment of the warmth it gave me, the light it lit up inside me, although on the outside, I only became weary and lost. The fire drove me insane to a point where I could not think anymore. I was frozen inside a block of ice getting closer to the fire in order to break free of the ice, not knowing that I was only nearing the fire too dangerously, and then it happened. I had jumped into, forgetting my mortal existence, tired of melting, drained of having been still for ages. I donot remember when and how I came out of the fire, I just know that when I regained my senses I was floating on the surface of a river, with the sun shining right above me, the sun that had melt me down, that had been my savior from an ice age of
biter cold realities and frozen lies that I had knit around my self, lies I thought would make me so strong one day that I would not remember what they really had been… that is all past now and for me both the sun and the river were there to nourish me back, to take me into their arms. I was once again in a sanctuary where I could live again, free of lies, free of restrains, only if I had not known that my two friends, my liberators had gone apart in the struggle to rescue me. Why does love of a mutual person not bring two people together. Maybe it does, in this case it is my fault they lost their friendship, the anger my mistake arose in them, they took out on each other. No it was not wrong, they did what they felt and all because of a silly mistake I made, something I cannot regret and cannot undo at the same time…

Friday, October 07, 2005

for effective adjustment?

i have shifted to my new house i miss my old home my old room with the huge jhonny bravo i had once painted on its wall! what to do now! i miss everything so terribly! i feel like an old woman being fussy about her used to things and routine but i cant help it!