You never can know until you actually know. The mirror is my reflection they say, I stood there not on a mere admiration of my appearance but to vividly look keenly into my inner self and ask myself the very cogent rhetorics am in search of answers to. Who am I ? Am I who they define me to be or whom I define myself to be ? What if ? Just what if I woke up blind tomorrow, deaf or dumb, what happens to me? Who will care? How will my loved and beloved ones react? Will the society pity my existence or shun me? Whose loyalty will I earn? Who will be there under what may? I ask, what happens to my existence? Now, I turn the questions around, just what if something tragic befall the ones I acclaimed love to rendering their physical abilities useless. Will I be there for them? Will I remain loyal to loving under whatever circumstances? Actually, not any can give sincerity to such questions neither can I too. Disability is a stigma no one likes to purchase. But, life can't be fair fo...