Light
Being someone who has a disability myself, I have always believed in the power of light. A simple wick, put into an earthen diya, with clarified butter... can distill even the most darkest of times, and fill one with hope, power and joy. The rays of light slicing through the dark often brings back the happiest of times.
Then again, I have always lived myself with hope and optimism. Oh, and I am in love with the dark, as much as with light.
I rather like the feeling of being able to radiate joy and happiness into someone's life. Makes me feel like my very skin is illuminated.
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Fear, they say, should be the only thing that should be feared. I suggest spiders should be added. How are all of you doing? Drop me a line!