BABA’S WORDS OF WISDOM (II)
Just like any other day, the pestiferous relatives exasperating me with their inutile home remedies for bright white and skin. The axiom of "Fair is Lovely" has been accepted as a theorem with any need of proving, yet there is no debates about it. I have a dusky skin and dad says I leave a spark where ever I go but why do those neighbor aunties call me ugly then. It arouses questions,
Is dad lying about the spark?
Or those who calls me ugly can't see the spark?
Or dad just calls me beautiful because I am his daughter?
Or for the world just the skin color matters?
If dusky is ugly,
Then why do people appreciate the dusk of evening?
And worship the goddesses who are dusky?
And I never understood people's concepts,
The dark colors are never outdated.
The dark clothes are always classy.
The dark sky is romantic.
Then why is that the dark skin can't be called beautiful?
The great goddess Durga who used her beauty to entrap her enemies was dusky.
The most beautiful woman of the history who was desired by every men and was considered an art of the gods, for whom the greatest warriors of her time fought among themselves and whose beauty and holiness caused the huge war of Mahabharata, Princess Panchali Draupadi was also dusky.
The Singhal Princess and the Queen of King Ratan Singh whose reflection only enchanted the King Allaudin Khilji and caused the battle of Chitoor, was dusky.
Then how can only fair be beautiful? Don't let what people say get to you. They are doing what they do the best, to pull you down. But how can you be pulled down by some not-so-important people who are just like passing clouds in your life? What matters is, what do you think about yourself and what do you want to hear people say about you. Of course you should listen to eveything but absorb only those which you think can be helpful to you, which you think can develop you into a better version of yourself and not a whole different person.
(I have been very insecure about my skin for a very long time. Though when the stereotypical Indian aunties would point out that I would not get any good proposal for marraige given my dark skin, my granny would always defend me saying that she is not any desperate to get me married and she would love to see me being a very successful, respectable, powerful and independent woman standing high alone than spending her fortunes on something not so neccessary like a marraige, those words of those aunties would always prick me. Upon that the bullying in the school, not because I was less confident, nerdy or introvert but because my skin color made me look 'so-called-ugly'. So that was how it was till dad gave me a new perspective and it really helped change my outlook. So it is kind of an emotional topic given that I have been bullied for this from a very long age.)