Free Love Is Blind by Kimaya Mathew

Love Is
Blind
    Copyright
Kimaya Mathews 2013
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    Eyes closed, head bowed with lips moving, I muttered my
prayer. Christmas time in Nainital is always like this, cold, snowy
and chilling to the core. Though the inside of the church is all
quiet and calm, still a sudden restlessness had spread in my entire
system. Done with my evening prayer, opening my eyes, searching for
my walking stick which always is by my side, taking it in my firm
grip, I made my way out of the cathedral. Life is not fair,
somebody had said once and in the situations like these, I cannot
doubt on those words. As a cold stingy wind caressed my cheek, I
tucked myself deeper in my leather jacket. One of the main
disadvantages of being blind is, apart from not seeing anything;
you are depended on others even for your most miniature work! I had
taken another step when someone took me by my hand, and started
directing my way. “Ruhi,” I said, as if confirming the identity of
the person. “Yes,” she said, “it is me honey, you alright?” “Yes,”
I exhaled, “I am fine. Tired, though” “And why won’t you be, pray?”
she asked, “You have not rested from yesterday, not even taken a
nap or something. What with all those gifts distribution to the
orphans? You are all over yourself over those kids.” “They have no
one in this world, Ru” I said,” At least by doing this, I am giving
them some hope to live. “I am over with these do-gooder things of
yours,” she said, the end of discussion.
    Sonam Campbell, it is me! A prostitutes daughter with an
unknown father, whose only fault is being a girl, a blind girl!
Kanpur’s red light area, where the brothels in their days of glory
flourished, where even if the sombre person entered, then he too is
considered a kind of pimp, is the area where my unknown mother had
mated with so many of her customers. When she became pregnant, she
herself had no idea regarding the identity of the
breeder.
    Then one day, when the destruction spread and police raided
the area capturing and hand-cuffing many of the “Suppliers, call
girls and their so-called, customers”, my mother took off with some
rich businessman and left me to my fate. Of course, I had no idea
how and when I came to St. Mary’s Orphanage Nainital, but as I am
being told by Sister Catherine. One of the cop sympathised on my
condition and immediately took me under his guardianship, in other
words, humanity had not being swiped off completely from the face
of the earth! But because, man himself had a family to take care
of, signing as my guardian is a big deal. He could not fully take
my responsibility and so he left me in the care of these
Holy-sisters’s, who gave me a name, a religion and a life to
cherish. Being a blind girl, I was given a special education but I
know of just one area where I actually could use my talent, music.
Today, along with the season of Christmas, it was my birthday too.
The person walking next to me was my friend, Ruhi Kamra. I had no
idea about her appearance but this, she was the first person in the
whole college, who had actually walked up to me and registered me
in her best friend list. Ruhi is the only child in her entire
family. Her dad is the only living parent. Mom had died long