What if...

Drum beats, melodious music, wave of hands, rhythmic feet movement and perspiring yet happy faces... The floor was filled with people of all ages, race, and gender. There were a bunch of asian students occupying one corner of the floor while americans were distributed around the room and could be found with their Indian friends, trying to learn a move or two. Enthusiastic Indians were also scattered around mentoring their "students" diligently. Uncles and aunties were witnessing this amazing cultural exchange from the first row of the seats. Some of them even decided to jump right in the mix and show that they were still capable of shaking their legs... With loud bhangra music in the background, everyone was dancing to their heart's content. This was the first day of Incredible India musical fest in Chicago. Everyone was trying out new moves and new styles except for one girl. She kept on sitting there, right next to the dance floor, staring at all the people on the dance floor through her glasses. She seemed to be a student as she had a bag loosely hanging from the back of her chair. She had a faint smile on her face and her hands moved a little as if to follow the rhythm. She moved a little bit to get a better view of a new move on the dance floor but there wasn't much space for the wheels of her wheelchair to turn. Her fingers were crippled and her legs immobile. She moved the joystick on her wheelchair with the help of her index finger and moved to another corner to get a better view of the dance floor. She sat there the whole time people danced and rejoiced. She seemed to be rejoicing too but its very hard for me to imagine what kind of rejoicing that might be. She seemed content and satisfied with the fact that she could see people dancing at such close encounters. That seemed to be all she wanted. She might be visualizing herself dancing like that young girl on the dance floor. She might be moving her legs freely in any direction, absorbing the bhangra beats. She might be laughing and doing that head and leg move. But she might also be thinking "what if I could do that in real"... "What if I could get up now... What if I could jump up and down, run around, shake my legs, and wave my hands with the rhythm of the drums and the melodious music... "What if I could just get up and walk...". What if....