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For me, love has always been a safe space. A space where you can be you. Where you can bare your freckles, stretch marks, your insecurities, name anything and still be accepted for who you are.
Love. What does it mean to you?
The way I understand love is it is a feeling, the presence of which makes you feel safe, accepted and celebrated for just being you. Maybe just like you love a rose with all its thorns and petals long after it has dried up.
My father was a good-looking man. When he reached his sixties, he started to show a little age on his face. He was good-looking still. One day, he was grooming himself before heading out to his clinic. I was just sitting watching him.
Admiring every part of the person that he is.
After he checked himself in the mirror, he turned to me with an unsure smile, ‘I look so old now, don’t I?’ I looked at his unsure smile.
I smiled back at him and I thought to myself, ‘No matter how old you grow, what you look like, I will always love you.’
For me, love has always been a safe space. A space where you can be you. Where you can bare your freckles, stretch marks, your insecurities, name anything and still be accepted for who you are. My father taught me that kind of love, and it has remained.
Now, when I look around at the commercials, the expectations to be met and the beauty standard to be maintained to be loved and accepted, I feel so empty. What has the world come to?
As the saying goes, in a world full of conditions, people are looking for unconditional love.
Don’t we naturally love a rose with all its thorns? Why is then human love so fragile that the moment a personal expectation is not met or changed, love breaks?
Love is more like a sugar-coated contract.
Have you ever changed yourself to fit into someone’s expectations to be loved? I am not talking about changing for the better here. Well, if you are an alcoholic, and you are trying to get rid of the habit to save a relationship, that is much encouraged.
If you have, do you think it is worth it?
Food for thought?
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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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