Read the story of Abhilasha Veeraraghavan and get enough motivation and inspiration for the day (story originates from Humans of Madras):
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“I was sleeping with my family one night when suddenly I succumbed to fits seizure. In the middle of the night I was taken to a doctor in the apartment we lived in Andheri, Mumbai. Her treatment did stop my seizure but it affected my auditory veins. When I was around two years old my parents found that I couldn’t hear properly. By this time we moved to Hyderabad and doctors there confirmed it as a damaged auditory vein. There wasn’t any cure and it was the beginning of most of my troubles. I was rejected by many schools and finally moved to Chennai where I was put in a normal school with other children. They acknowledged my presence but started to mistreat me. Loneliness never really bothered as much as how they hurt me both physically and emotionally. My schoolmates used to pelt stones at me and throw my hearing aids in water. I had to cover up my injuries every day from my parents. It was a tough phase to get through. I had no support and I was a little kid. This is when I felt bad and also realized how insincerely doing one’s duty without any dedication results in other’s suffering.”