Beauty Versus Me
I would never able to
understand that external beauty worth so much. From childhood, I keep on
believing that beauty is beyond the skin deep. My mom always taught me how to
be proud of my blackness, my femaleness and therefore my inherent ability to
rise after being stuck down. But outer reality is far more different than my
belief system. So, it ruined me in a great agony.
My mom never gave me
any suggestion, tips or lesson about how to be cosmetic beauty. She never told
me you have to be a beautiful. She always wants to make me bold, courageous,
intellectual and better human being. Nothing more than that. So, at the age of teenage,
I would never realize that, I am not beautiful. I am not average looking girl.
Infact, I am quiet below than average
looking. But after fifteen i could able to realize those things with the people
around me. I encountered with the people who believe on external beauty. When I
came to know that people saw me from different point of view than other average
looking girl. At that time I was in great conflict. Many times I had questioned
myself being like that is my fault? Infact there is no greater agony then
bearing an untold story inside us. So, I am going to explore or confess my
conflict towards the people who think that beauty is skin deep.
In my childhood,I would
never heard that I was not beautiful. I passed my childhood as a average
Nepalese child. My parents never gave me any glimpses to awaire about beauty
especally physical structure. Actually,they provided me all the opportunity,
love and respect which I ought to be. Especially my dad have lot,s of over
expectation from me. I don,t know I will able to fullfill or not. He always
dreamed me something more than ordinary Nepalese women. He wants to see me in
the position like Indira Gandhi, Sailaja Acharya and so on. For him, I am the
ground breaking women who have potential to challenge the world. So, they never
give emphasis on physical beauty.
After SLC, I moved on
Kathmandu for further study. Before that I couldnot realized that Kathmandu was
so much cruel then my hometown. I started doing plus two in Rehdon college,
Samakhushi. At that time I was living with my Uncle and Aunt. But the relatives
of my Aunt who came into the home sometimes talked about my physical structure.
They told with my Aunt how ugly she is. At that day First time I realized that
physically I am not good looking. That made me furious as well as unhappy. At
that time I thought why people raised me question where there is no any fault
of me. They could have right to asked about my education, my performance. But
why people questioned on those things where I could not do anything. So, in
those days I was in great mental dilemma.
Similarly, I had
completed my plus two with good marks. My father became so happy. I could saw
that happiness eyes. After that I joined St.Lawrence College for further study.But
day by day I pondered into depression because of people,s comment on my
outlook. People in microbus or in the way teased me , laugh at me indicating my
physical structure. That ruined me a great depression. In those days, I was in hyper stress. I want to share one incident when I was on the way to college. At
that time one of the stranger asked me How much thin you are? Do you have any
physical problem? That hurt me so much. I heard many times those type of
question. But one of the good aspect of those days was I got amazing friend. Especially Shova, she is my great friend ever. She always told me that :- Dear! You
have more potential so-called foolish
beautiful girl. Her persuasion always made me felt good. She always told me you
had more courage to pass long and difficult journey. In my lifetime, I have two
greatest friend ever. They are Sarika and Shova. Sarika taught me lesson of
courage and Shova taught me lession of calm. I could not able to forget Zelation
Sir and Shova Mam as well. They gave me courage to fight with those type of
damn people.
When I was in B.A third
year one of the teacher also deal with me so vogoursly. I don,t want to tell
his name because I only call the name of
those whom i respect. He never included in my dictionary. He was a photography
teacher. One day he told us that he could abe to told the future of other by
seeing others face. All of my friend were stand in front of him turn by turn. He
told them that you were going to be teacher, professor, journalist and so on.
I did not want to go in front him. But all the friend forced me. When he saw my
face suddenly he had changed his gesture and told me you were going to be a
shopkeeper. The word shopkeeper strikes me so much. Whole day I felt so guilty
and unhappy. But finally I could able to assumed that he had predicted by
seeing physical beauty of student. Many times he had made me outsider in
classroom activity as well. Even while taking group photo he did not include me.
Slowly and gradually I was aware about his inner reality. That event became
turning point of my life. After that I realize that I should have to made my
own destiny and future to challenge this world.
Recently, in early days
of this semister some of my classmate teased me indicating my physical
structure. That made me sad. But suddenly I realize that they were also product
of society. I thought they were the stereotypical member of this society. So, I forgive them and moved on from that disgusting event.
Actually, now I am
happy whatever I am. I know beauty is beyond the skin deep. Sometimes when
people teased me, laugh at me and made me as a part of fun is a disgusting way.
Focusing on my physical beauty made me furious. But now a days I laugh at them
seeing their ignorance and poor knowledge about beauty. When I read about Helen
Keller, Parijat, Virginia Woolf, Vincent Van Gaugh, Ghamak Ghimire. I feel
relief because they defined beauty by their work not by the appearance they
have.
At last I want to say
don.t judge the book by its cover. Beauty is also like a book. So don.t judge
people by their physical structure or by only seeing with naked eyes. Till the
date. I am searching for safe land where I have complete right to run with my
own dream. So, I want to challenge myself with my beauty.
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