This is a memory poem I wrote about meeting Soma for the first time, 3 years after I started RPM. I still get goosebumps remembering it.
Wishes Do Come True
Anticipation wells in my heart and mind.
Today …..
I will meet the person who changed my life
without even knowing of my existence.
Thanks to her method of teaching
I can now speak,
through my letterboard.
We pull into the small parking lot,
fence on two sides,
cobblestones leading to the house.
A peaceful neighborhood,
cars parked along the curb
in front and on the side.
I glance behind me,
as a car slowly makes its way past us.
I collect my backpack from our rental car.
It’s time to go in.
As I take the first steps,
a tiny woman comes towards me
wearing a sari.
She speaks softly,
guiding me towards the front door,
ushering me into a cool space.
Immediately,
I am surrounded
by a wash of warm connection.
This incredible lady is a celebrity
to me and hundreds of other autistics.
Being in the same room
and working with her
is my dearest wish come true.
Rithik Sinhasan
