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Then suddenly her mother started calling. She woke up in a shock and her heart was shattered into pieces as she realized it was just a dream.
“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.” – Charlotte Bronte
A girl at some point in her life always has an uncontrollable urge to just run away and leave everything behind. She no longer wants to be poisoned by the restrictions and rules set upon her by her family and society.
She stepped into the train with a smiling face,
After a long time, she was able to fulfil her wish,
Her wish of travelling “alone”.
She happily sat by the window side,
A gust of wind flew against her face as she was gazing outside,
What a wonderful weather it was,
Where she was enjoying her own company so much.
After a long time, she was experiencing immense freedom,
Away from all sorts of stress and boredom.
As the train left the platform, she saw
Small children waving merrily.
She too waved back at them smilingly,
Sipping frooti, she heaved a sigh of relief,
That coolness made her forget her old grief.
Then the vendor came to that compartment,
She bought some delicious channa and peanuts for herself,
How desperately she wished for that journey to never end.
Then suddenly her mother started calling “Leena! Leena! Get up. It’s already too late.”
She woke up in a shock and her heart was shattered into pieces,
As she realized it was just a dream.
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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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