Let the world know that I am there. I once thought I was no one.
My head would always be bent, my shoulders drooping , my eyes dull, my hair so oiled that my face shone from it. I hated myself. I hated my lankiness. Now when I look back There was so much of me that I missed out during those growing up years.
As a child I had been so different. Full of life. Carefree, lovable. sought after, chirpy and what not. Then I don't remember what happened. Things slowly changed. I am not yet strong enoughto write about those lonely days. I do know what happened.
The best part was that my mind was always alive. I talked to myself a lot. I kept dreams afloat, I acted in front of the mirror and admired myself. I didn't get lost in self pity. Unknowingly I knew that I was special . I discovered so many things about myself then. I knew what made me look good or bad. the colours that became me. I knew that I had beautiful eyes. and silky hair.
The days that Idon't look good are because I have not worn the clothes that I like or because I am sad.
I never buy a good sari. I buy a sari that will make me look good. Its a different issue if there is a gift.
Friends love yourselves. It is good not to love yourselves once in a while. That is the sign to pull up your socks
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