As I was born a girl and that too with dark skin, society never accepted me. They always humiliated me and made me feel that I am not like others. My mother’s constant prayers brightened my complexion as I grew older. Even then, they didn’t accept me. For them, being a girl, you should be fair as well as thin. And as my luck has always been bad, my weight also started increasing. So, society didn’t accept me.
But I never gave up. I worked hard on my shape and finally, I attained an ‘acceptable figure’ at the age of 24. I thought now they would accept me. After all, now I ‘m all that they actually want from a woman: fair and thin. But they didn’t. For them, being a woman and remaining unmarried till 24 is a crime. So, society refused to accept me even then.
But despite all my bad luck, with the grace of God, I had a mother who would always beg God for me. And maybe, God also listened to her. Finally, I got married at the age of 25 and I was so foolish for thinking that now, I would be accepted by society. It didn’t. For them, your partner should also be of their choice, and not yours. As they refused to accept me, I kept thinking I was wrong, but after some years, when I bore no kids, they started questioning my gender, on me being a girl, a woman. I kept hearing the same taunts I had been hearing since childhood, for which I had always tried to be acceptable.