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#Poetry. The poet speaks of a special child, a loved daughter who suffers from Cerebral Palsy, whom everyone stares at when they are out in public.
On seeing a lovely young girl yesterday, having lunch with her mom, and being stared at by everyone around. Being reminded of a cousin with Cerebral Palsy and the stares he would get.
She woke up early this Friday. When are we going, when are we going? I had promised to take her out for a movie and a lunch When are we going, when are we going?
She dressed up in her new top A red one, with delicate lace She borrowed my makeup Not a hair out of place
I took her for a movie, And then for the lunch Look Ma, everyone is looking at me Don’t I look lovely! She said
Yes, lovely she is. My daughter of eighteen. Prettiest girl I ever saw Prettiest that could have been.
”Yes, they are looking, my dear Wondering who the girl is” My heart stifled a sob Cos I knew what the truth is
They don’t see her, Not her lovely eyes, Her lovely hair do Or her beautiful smile.
How she is trying Carefully, not to drop A drop of soup on her lovely new top How she eats with such grace And every now n then wipes her face
All they see is the eight year old Trapped inside the body of my eighteen year old They see her as an animal Caged in a zoo They whisper to each other, so others stare too They focus on how she holds her spoon, On what she is saying And how she would talk I feel the eyes burning, They stare at her walker And then stare at her walk.
While my daughter Is happy with the looks. She has a twinkle in her eye And a child within. And she asks me again, Look Ma, everyone is looking
Aren’t I lovely!
Image is a screen grab from Margarita With A Straw.
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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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