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Do you grapple with feelings of self-doubt? This poem will appeal to you.
I am tired of the feeling that meekly presents itself every now and then.
In the silence of the night, it whispers, you are not good enough.
I brush it off as a silly thought many times, but it just stays to play hide and seek,
In my most vulnerable times, it finds its voice to make its point.
The entire world that I had created around me suddenly appears to be a mere attempt
To keep me safe from feeling mediocre.
The deeper I bury my failures, the taller I build the walls of reasoning
The dreams don’t present themselves anymore, for I have long forgotten to recognize them.
Years I have spent cementing the layers of pretentious success, that I couldn’t care less.
And tired of tirelessly pleasing the people around me…
For what is left, seems like I have been living a lie the entire time
And there is no way I could connect anymore to myself
I must be gifted right? Everyone is.
but i never trusted mine to be any good.
I went on to play their game, I won some, I lost some,
but in this maddening race called life, I forgot how to love my own uniqueness.
Not a desire, not a dream, not a single wish I would want to scream,
maybe that’s why, its coming back to haunt me,
In the shallowness of life lived, to say, I am not good enough,
To provoke me, to knock some sense into me,
For I ain’t a bad player. I just chose the wrong race.
In fact life never was a race that I believed it to be.
Maybe its too late already, Maybe I could never make It alright
May be I will continue to live a life without knowing how to love myself
But I make a sincere promise, to the voice that tells me I am no good,
I will not be mocked, I will not bow down, and I will never ever give up on my dreams like I have always done.
Try me, try me one last time, this time may be with some love?
First published here.
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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