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Borrowed from Rainbow
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“Borrowed From Rainbow” is a story of a Pakistani girl who is on Autism spectrum disorder who has not been diagnosed because of the lack of awareness about it in the society. She experiences a troubled childhood where she is not understood by most people. She is ridiculed, humiliated and mocked everywhere. This has not only caused the shattering of her self esteem but also stressed her family. She finds a person in her life who seems to give her all what she needs. Gradually her life improves but sooner or later; she has to find her 'inner strength' to survive through several ups and downs in her life. She is challenged time and again with some hard situations which must be solved before she can discover the real joys and happiness in her life.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateOct 3, 2016
ISBN9781365438639
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    Borrowed from Rainbow - Wasif Haq

    Borrowed from Rainbow

    Borrowed From Rainbow

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    Wasif Haq

    Borrowed From Rainbow

    1st Edition

    Copyright © 2013 Lulu Press

    All rights reserved.

    ISBN: 978-1-365-43863-9

    Preface

    Borrowed From Rainbow is a story of a girl who is ridiculed, humiliated and mocked everywhere. This has not only caused the shattering of her self-esteem and believe in herself but also has been a cause of tension and worry for her family. She goes through ups and downs in life with extremely less hope of acceptance in the society as a successful person in her professional as well as personal life.

    In a society of a developing country like Pakistan; children with Autism spectrum disorder are increasing in number but there is lack of awareness about this disorder. Parents of such children are constantly under stress and social pressures, when they notice that their children are having difficulties in catching and coping up. This leads to deterioration of the problem since parents often focus on ‘why the child is not behaving as her peers’? rather than ‘how can we facilitate things for the child?’. At times, all is assumed well with the result that the problem keeps growing and the symptoms become worst. These children need more time and more ‘patience’. If I could summarize it in few words; it would be ‘be persistent and patient’ with them. This story attempts to convey to the reader the feelings and emotions of a girl with Autism spectrum disorder who fought every day in a society where no one had time to understand her.

    The story was written originally in 2003 with the title The sun still shine through the trees. It stayed dormant for a decade before I was compelled to write on this particular topic when I started realizing that the number of children with Autism spectrum disorder in our society is increasing and there is lack of proper support and help; both for the child and the parents.

    The character images have been downloaded from Caricature zone (website http ://www.magixl.com/). I am extremely happy with the free service provided by the site and the facility of wide variety of features available at hand to add emotions to the characters.

    Finally the cover photo; this beautiful two rainbow picture in Islamabad, Pakistan ,was taken by Miss. Sara Anwar Habib who has been kind enough to lent this photo for this story.

    I hope you will like this photo as well as the story.

    Dr. Muhammad Wasif Haq

    Website: http://coolbluez.com

    Dedication

    This work is dedicated to all children suffering from behavioral disorders and to their families.

    Chapter 1 Colors of Isolation

    It was a lonely summer noon. Everywhere was absolute silence, a state of complete motionlessness. It was a custom for the people residing in School road to take afternoon nap after returning to their homes. The intense summers of Peshawar and the blowing hot wind forced everyone to remain inside their homes and wait for the sunset. As the temperature dropped down in the evening, people would come out of their houses and take a walk or accompany their children to the parks.

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    Things were however different for Anita, a young girl of almost five years of age. She was a thin, slim girl with pretty green eyes, soft cheeks and rosy lips. She was as cute as a living doll but something inside of her seemed to always keep her sad and blue. At times it felt that at this little age, life had shown its bitter and cruel face to her. Being the only sister of her two brothers, she was the apple of her parents’ eyes. Her brothers, Rizwan and Zia both were elder to her. Rizwan was about twenty years of age and used to study in an engineering university while Zia who was four years younger than Rizwan. He was expected to join college after finishing his matriculation studies. Due to the age and gender difference, Anita was not close to both the brothers. As soon as Rizwan and Zia used to get spare time, both of them would go out to play with their friends residing in the same street. Her mother, a house wife loved Anita more than anyone else in the home as she felt that Anita required extra amount of love to make her feel less lonely as Anita had no sister and not many friends to play with. Most of the times, her mother and she were the ones who used to stay together at home.

    Her father was a teacher in Army public college, Peshawar. Due to the less income and increasingly high cost of living, her father spent most of the time outside of the home. In day he was busy with his job in the college and in evening, he used to give tuitions for which he had to go to a nearby academy. For few hours, he used to come home for supper. It was at this time that all the family members used to sit together on the dining table for half an hour and eat food together. Anita’s mother named Saima had very strong family values and she would serve food only on the dining table believing that eating food together brings blessings to the family. In a way it was good as it provided everyone an opportunity to share their daily routine and events, got to talk to each other because as soon as the family used to finish the meal, her father took some rest and then again leave the home in search of livelihood.

    Has everyone washed their hands? Anita did you clean your hands? Her mother Saima asked while serving food.

    Yes.  Anita replied in a low negligible tone.

    You always keep your hands dirty; I would not serve any food for a week if I found you have not cleaned your hands.

    While her mother was trying her best to discipline all children especially Anita, the reaction on the other end was totally opposite. Being already suppressed, living a repressed life, all such commands made Anita feel as if she is not wanted at all in the home. Since her brothers were mature and Saima hardly felt the need to discipline them, Anita perceived that only she was the one who caused troubles that made her mother issue special commands regarding her discipline. Although Anita went and sat down to eat food, she kept thinking what will happen if her mother did not give her anything to eat for a whole week.

    Troubled Anita

    Harsh words like these made Anita anticipate negative things and she became more scared and distant. Definitely her mother never meant literally what she said, but how could Anita ever understand that words can mean something different too? Such inner tussles were going on in her mind ever since remember.

    There were always plenty of thoughts and feelings that this little girl wanted to share, she never found any comfort at home which could convince her to share what she was going through. She felt distant and isolated due to which she used to spend maximum time of her with herself and her doll named Belsy.

    After the meal was over, Anita would pretend to sleep and wait till the time all of her family had gone to sleep. For her, the happier time was this time when she knew that there was no one around to say her anything, to scold her on anything. She would take her doll along with herself and step out of her room with silent feet fearing that someone from the family may wake up and ask her to go to bed again. She

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