It’s been 27 years of my life still in process of accepting myself the way I am…..
Beyond all the definition of so called beauty I wanna scream tonight and let the world know that scares, moles, stretch marks all are mine and I wear them with pride.
I want to accept that it’s not all over, though I pretend to..
But still there are nights that witness me digging into my past trauma, frustration and all those awful truth of my life..
Yes I have trust issues because past trauma has taught me to over react and to be over protective but trust me still I want to love, to be loved.
I made mistakes or better to say I spend my 27 years making terrible decisions
And I own my mistakes
It has shaped me the way I am today
I know it’s never gonna be all right like a perfect bollywood movie
But I also know it doesn’t necessarily to be all right
Still there are dark secrets that wretch my heart
I tried to face them, to confess those but as always failed
And the worst part is that for a few of the incidents I can’t blame others for my misery because with each and every passing day I am also realising my part of contribution in those miseries
Be it intentional or unintended
Be it taking part in wrong or keeping silence when I was wronged
Inspire of all these, I am standing here today strongly believing in myself, my destiny and the journey I lived so far
Or going to live in future
Life couldn’t have been more beautiful than this
I am standing here fearlessly to make more mistakes, to be with more wrong people and the right one☺, to love myself and you all a bit more.
Thank you all for always being there for me, for being a part of my story.