She.

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She. Which she crossed your mind? She who has spent selfless years of her life on you or she who confides her darkest secrets in you or she who looks upto the most annoying yet amazing sibling she could ever have or she who wants to embrace your existence in her life or she who still waits for you at the dining table or she who still lies to Dad for you or she who smiles because of you and refuses to witness the moments you’ve hurt her or she who fights with you when you don’t text back or she who would patiently wait to listen to your voice and even if she doesn’t get to, she will never complain. But these aren’t the only she’s in your life. There exists a she who is cutting on her favourite food because you termed her “fat” and  she who is tired of being called “skinny” and she who is battling the lusty sight on her curvy body and she who you don’t consider beautiful because she’s dark and she who is ashamed of her freckles because you call it a flaw and she who is worried about your worthless opinion on her stretch marks and she who you call “Ms. Thunder Thighs” and she who you never cared about.

A body doesn’t have flaws. The scars are a reflection of what you’ve gotten over. Those tiny freckles are your personal glitter. Those touching thighs just love each other so much. That skin, dark or fair is God’s own colour palette. The stretch marks on your belly define the thunder you are. You don’t have flaws, you have your own beauty trademarks. That skin will wrinkle someday, what remains is the heart that won many smiles. 

Can you make any of this she proud of herself?

The moon is as ancient as time itself and still no older than a month. I’m trying to learn from her, the art of growing without ever losing the child within.                                              -Pavana

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