Beauty is You

This is yet another post about a journey to self care and fitness although we already have enough of these stories everywhere but still I thought I should do my bit in encouraging the women like me who lack self-love or more with the notion of anxiety it is difficult to take the daunting steps. To be honest i was never overweight but some would call me a chubby girl with more like a callous features on face!

they used to call me a male huntsman but it never affected me because I never really cared about the outer appearances although I always lacked confidence and ridiculed myself when I was alone.This process continued throughout my high school as I was a studious student no-one really made fun of me (at least on my face) while books always gave me solace I never understood the curiosity in me while seeing the girls of my age flirting or doing vivid girly stuff like makeup or wearing short-skirts.

I had an awful eyebrow once my mother made me go to parlour for threading and I swear I hate that woman till now !god forbid but why do we need to keep doing that despicable stuff in order to look presentable I never understood that but somewhere I always longed for a companion who see my worth and not my fatty face or my uncalled behaviour to these things. Things changed when I went to college nowithstanding to be new to some things remained unchanged like the dogmatic orthodox views of my professors towards us ( girls) . But it not for some freedom of our rights, they would have made burqa compulsory for us. Boys were not allowed to roam near our hostels or girls could not go out in evening even in campus.

this was a whole new world which was difficult in accommodating. Honestly I wanted to study in US college but to my dismay I never had the courage to go beyond boundaries and I truly miss that. Nevertheless I made some wonderful friends and the process of looking after myself started gradually.

The self-healing process does not start but it takes time and energy but above all a perception of perception of possivity is all it takes in the end. It is often we are misunderstood and judged by an appearance but what remains despicable is the fact that we give them the right to hurt our consicousness to the core. You are the only person who has the right for your ownself and you needn't need anyone else validation for your acknowledgement of beauty. Beauty is you if it remains you at the end.