Let us women hold each other's hand so tight, the world stands in awe of how strong a mere daughter, sister, friend, wife or mother can be, who's been forever misogynised physically and mentally. Let us unify our weaknesses to forge a power so strong even thunderstorms turn their way around. Let us wear our never fading wounds like armours. Let us show this world where trivial mentality still prevails, that we are way above abhorrence and jealousy of who looks better or best. Let us all value our pride more than materialism and looks as its fading is inevitable my dear girl. Do not take someone's daily insults no matter how many makeup sets you get gifted. You use that up, post a picture, get social admiration from strangers. What then? ~
The questions we must ask ourselves is who will remember me for my talent, my honesty, my generosity, my selflessness? Am I defined by likes and comments? Curves, bones, skin tone?! Am I so small, the profound love in my heart goes unnoticed each day? Why am I not being treated right by my man, by the society in general?
My lovely lady,
The answer is.. One day, we all will kiss our loved ones goodbye and rest peacefully, forever. No one, I repeat, no single living individual will remember us for our attitude, our looks, our demeanor! What is infinite is the moment of love, care and respect. And yes, our pride which firmly holds its ground. What stays, is our self esteem. If we value ourselves, no one can do us wrong.
We may be fragile, but not weak. We are healers, not takers. We may be servers, but not slaves. We can be so many unimaginable things transcending the boundaries of human mind.
Our high quality soul, my dear girl, is ours and ours only. And that, even God can't take away from us.
Be authentic. Be respectful. Be beautiful. -Prerna