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A smile vanished all the marks of tears on my face. A hope of living my dreams seeded in my heart.
On the first day of my marriage, I must specify ‘arranged marriage’ , everything was new for me…new house, new relations, a new person with whom I had to spend my whole life; but I didn’t know him at all. I was anxious and nervous.More than anything else, I was upset, as I had married an unknown man…and I was not mentally prepared to accept this relation….I had many dreams for my life…which were now broken….marriage wiped away all my hopes….and a life of household responsibilities was waiting for me on the next step.
I was sitting in the porch lost in the dreams which I had seen for my life, and which had no ways left to come true in my life now. A hopeless tear wetted my cheek. I heard a sudden sound of footsteps. I wiped off my face and got ready to give a fake smile. I turned back and saw my husband standing behind me. He sat near me and took my hand in his. I looked in his eyes. He had a smile there. He quietly placed a pen and a diary on my palm. I looked at him with a question mark on my face.
“I would love to see your name as an author on the cover of your novel one day.” He said with a smile.
How did he know that I had a dream of getting my novel published one day? I thought.
“I want to see you living your dreams.” He said.
He had found out my dreams. And he had understood my gloom.
A smile vanished all the marks of tears on my face. A hope of living my dreams seeded in my heart. He stood up and went away. I was gazing at him….like a heroine of a romantic novel stares at her hero….. ……and hence the story of my love ….begun….
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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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