JPG

They say "Prodigies" are born once in a blue moon; but when they do arrive, the hallowed grounds reverberate in their honor. The irony is, with their congenial talents, the often bring dreaded disabilities, physical and psychological ailments that render their 'human' life a bane to live.

I came across this autistic boy while on a photowalk organized by BUET-Photographic society. The little guy seemed to have an uncanny skill with the glass ball he was playing with. That alone would not deem him as a "Prodigy" off-course, but at that nick of the moment his glassy athletics seemed phenomenal. It was unfortunate to know that he had *neural conditions that made him unable to think in the twisted 'human' way we all do.

Sometimes I think, mediocrity ain't all that bad.