Hi, I’m Maulik!
If you hear someone singing at the top of their lungs while the water runs in the bathroom… that’s probably me. I sing songs and rhymes whenever I can, especially if someone sings with me. At home, I play my guitar or madal (well… my version of it!). When I’m not making music, I’m looking up at the sky. If an airplane flies by, don’t expect me to look away. I’ll follow it until it’s just a tiny speck.
But not everything feels good to me. Crowds? Too much noise? No thank you. Vacuum cleaners and mixers? Definitely not my friends. Sometimes, if I’m upset, I might pull my hair or scratch. That’s when I need space, calm, and maybe a little help finding something I like- a song, a swing, or the gentle squeeze of a hug.
When it comes to writing, I need a bit of help holding my pencil. But if you give me a picture or pair up as my friend, I’ll tell you when I want food, my favorite TV program, or a trip out.
I am not just a boy with autism.
I am Maulik. I am a singer. I am a painter.
