She had always been mocked, made fun of by everyone. As a child, these had hurt her, she had sought solace in a world of her own… Her tears had not solved her problem, nor had her introversion. Nothing could change her awkward gait, nothing could change her birth defect.
At some point of time, she had got a good friend, a friend who looked at who she was and not her physical deformities… Her friend had taught her to smile, to laugh and to ignore all those jibes…She realised that God had made her with an awkward gait, but God had made them all with an awkward mind and unkind thoughts. She felt pity for them.