Voice for the silenced

That day, there was a child lying on the sick bed in the ward. She was sickly and pale, robbed of all the joy and happiness that every normal childhood would provide. Only a young age of 5, but she is already suffering from an anomaly in the head. I am not quite fluent with medical terms so the name of the condition escaped my mind, but I know that the anomaly had taken away her sight as well.

A teddy bear was given to her by a visitor one day, but she cannot see so she asked her father what it was. To the father's dismay, he could not describe it to her because she has never seen anything like it before. She tried to make out what it was, but all she could feel was just a fluffy soft object.

Her father had stopped working in order to take care of her, he even sold his car to pay for the expenses. Her mother was not working as well because she was pregnant and was not able to work. With no income, her father was clueless about what to do,and many questions lingered in his mind. Who will pay the bills? who will pay for the treatment? will the doctors be able to make her better at all?..

Its getting close to Christmas, her condition is getting worse. The doctors do not have the facility to operate on her, but it will be ready by next year. The question is, would she last until next year? How long more does she have until her illness take away more than just her sight?..

There are many other children who are suffering out there, with much severe conditions and deteriorating environments. They cry but we do not hear them, they walk amongst us but we do not see them. Externally, they are just like you and me, they deserve just as much as we do. But they are suffering as we sit in front of our computers, as we lie on our beds, as we go to class or work, as we go shopping, as we waste our time away with unproductive activities.

There are all round us, but what are you doing? do you hear their cries?..

May God so help us...