“I want a girl who doesn’t know she’s beautiful, so I have an excuse to let her know that she is all the time”- Zayn Malik
Life is brutal. People change but you’ll always be you so never sacrifice who you are for anyone. I’ve never judged people on any criteria whenever I come across someone who feel he/she is ugly I make them believe that actually how beautiful they are and how irrelevant it is to bother yourself with a thought that will eventually fade away with its existence. As they say, “beauty lies in the eyes of beholder.” The one who’s going to stay life long with you will touch your soul and not just face. People are different, they think differently and all those who wander aren’t lost.
How easily do we compare our lives with someone’s beautiful picture but how does it matter because beauty is eternal and it can’t be seen it can only be felt.
It’s strange that we wish for love and deep down ask for everything else along with it. Love is sacrifice, a true white feeling that shouldn’t be compared with whether he/she has money, career and power.
I’m a girl with depth and intelligence. Today people call me a beautiful soul and a girl of dreams. I get complements but I never looked for a perfect man I just wanted someone who would lie with me, holding me safe and stare at the stars, making me feel like the luckiest girl in the world, who will see my grace even when I’ll be covered with wrinkles. I won’t ever ask him to stop checking out at other girls because if he can really feel my love that will be enough for him because there’s nothing more sexier than a faithful man in love but if he still feels that being a flirt is cool I’d say you’re still a kid.
“Playing with a girl’s feeling is ugly. If you don’t want her don’t lie to her”- Zayn Malik.
I want you all to read this one to the end though it’s quite long.
When I was just five years old, my Dad always got my hair cut and it was really embarrassing to go to school with a hair cut like guys, my classmates laughed at me. When I asked my Mom, what’s wrong with my hair? she said, he doesn’t like your curls. Just three years before, as soon as I started living away from my family for studies the first thing I did was got my hair slightly straighten.
I was a fluffy kid, I used to eat a lot of sweets so I had comparatively thicker fingers and arms. To this my grandmother said that girls should be curvy, heavy body doesn’t look good on them so as I grew up I started working out, dieting and doing yoga to have a flat tummy and better figure.
I was growing up with new opinions on the way I look everyday. My cousin told that you’ve a body shape like guys and off shoulder doesn’t look good on you so I started wearing full sleeves shirts and kept practicing those specific workout to get that 32′-28′-30′.
The day I fell in love, I really wanted to look prettier everyday because my first love was my classmate but one day even he left me saying that she’s a nerd, oily headed and doesn’t have good dressing sense. And here again I started doing more activities in school to be the most popular girl and I indeed became one of the most active, intelligent and worthy student of that school. Shopped the best of dresses and started learning new hair styles.
After changing my place and coming to a new school the first thing I got to hear about myself was, “she’s easy” and to this all that I could do is block them or explain myself by posting a quote from Zayn Malik- “Don’t call a girl flirt when she’s just being nice and don’t call a girl obsessed when she’s just in love.”
A good friend of mine made fun of me saying that I look blonde because I’ve brown hair and I immediately bought so many products to get my hair color darker naturally.
Again, another good friend of mine said that my lips are thick and unlikable and I came home searched all the ways to make my lips look better.
I had a fear of uploading my photos on Instagram because I get personal messages that I don’t have a sense of clicking better photos.
A person told me that my language isn’t classy and I started writing this blog which is now one of the most popular blog here without ever promoting it. Today they tell me that my language is too formal.
And I’m done!
I lost the sight of who I was. I listened to the opinions of people and I tried to change who I am because I thought that others would accept me for it and I realized I don’t know how to be anything but myself. My flaws are mine, if I don’t accept myself the way I am how can I expect people to do that. They wanted me to change, they’ll always demand me to change and conceal my scars but what if I love myself a lot more than anyone could ever do.
So the next time they point at you tell them how much you love your uniqueness. They should also know what love really is.
Get out of a place where your realities aren’t respected not because you don’t love him but because you love yourself more than him ❤