Parents commit suicide after killing disabled son

The parents of Karandeep Singh Arora, a disabled student of Class 8 at Tamanna School, New Delhi had lost faith in society, in religion, in humanity and in future. For them every door of hope had closed.

TAKE THE case of the following four dead-end kids. One was spanked by his teachers for bad grades and a poor attitude. He dropped out of school at 16. Another failed remedial English and came perilously close to flunking out of college. The third feared he’d never make it through school–and might not have without a tutor. The last finally learned to read in third grade, devouring Marvel comics, whose pictures provided clues to help him untangle the words. These four losers are, respectively, Richard Branson, Charles Schwab, John Chambers, and David Boies. But these are the stories of lucky winners. They were not really the dead-end-kids.

I am discussing the real unlucky parents and unlucky kids.

No one can really feel the agony of the parents of a disabled child. Only if you are parenting a disabled child then only you could experience the emotional challenges and stress that lie ahead. But believe me, you are not alone. Many parents are unlucky or lucky to whom God in His infinite wisdom have saddled with these unique responsibilities. These parents experience the never-ending periods of stress.

Ultimately they learn to adjust to the demands of a situation though they had never been trained for in any school for this ordeal. It is not easy to bear the pain when you see your child being shunned, jeered, hooted or hit by the kids of the same age; it is not easy to be a witness of your own kid’s universal striation. It is not easy to hear about your own close relatives making fun of your disabled kid when they think you are not near.

This family is in a very lonely compartment. What keeps them going is Hope. For consolation, society usually provides some lip-service and sham show of sympathy. Some would love to contribute to the private or government institutions which are established in the name of “Specialised Humanitarian Services” and see them minting money in the name of these hapless kids.

If you are the parent of a child with a developmental disability then you are fully aware of the constant struggle of raising a child, who is different. Raising a normal child is hard enough, and equally challenging is raising a differently able child. It is their luck. Here comes the religion, the belief and the faith in hereafter that gives strength. The priest says you are loved by God. He thought you to be trustable for his bounty. You can’t understand His ways. You will be rewarded here and hereafter.

Perhaps the parents of Karandeep Singh Arora, a disabled student of Class 8th at Tamanna School, New Delhi had lost faith in society, in religion, in humanity and in future. For them every door of hope had closed The loss in business, the sickness of wife and disability of kid are undoubtedly gruesome challenges but these are not the end of the road. Human life is too precious to be destroyed without purpose. They killed their disabled son and thereafter jumped before the trundling wheels of a train thus putting an end to the their agony and the agony of the kid for ever.

But the story can’t be given a full stop here. They don’t deserve sympathy, because what they did was irrational, illogical, heinous and they had no right to do so. However, I still believe that, had our society been kinder to those, who are cornered by destiny these kinds of tragedies cane be averted. We are not doing enough. We have become too engrossed in enjoying our happiness and we do not have time to share the grief of others.

Naim Naqvi

Naim Naqvi

Did his graduation in Science discipline from AMU in 1972-73. He was Secretary of University Ali Society in 1970 and M.M. Hall Literary Society in early 70 's and member of Tayyabji Literary Society. Did his Diploma in Bakery Administration from HTT College Oxford Street London in 1987. Worked with National Herald - Delhi, Blitz - Bombay as Trainee Journalist and in Production Department with 'Naya Sansar Pictures' of Khwaja Ahmed Abbas at Bombay in early 70's. Traveled for study and training purposes to Germany, U.K., Switzerland, France, Dubai, Oman, AbuDhabi, Bahrain and Philepines.

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