Is beauty really a boon?
Is beauty really a boon?
I want to stand apart and say, I don’t want to be the most beautiful girl in the region,
Trust me, there are enormous reasons,
You want me to pen down,
Then, take time to understand some deep sounds, not the wounds!
But the emotions, and not the commotions!
When we utter, girl!
The following default word attached is beautiful,
On discovering more, it's all about how she looks, as all other qualities are mutable or not very much demand suitable!
By looks, it mainly concerns the face,
I mean, really, a region, mm of 110x140!
Seldom efforts were made to discover her own glory story.
I understand somewhat more why the market is flooded with products of beauty,
As people expect, looking beautiful it's a mandatory duty.
I was frequently targeted when I utter about the topic,
Some say you look decently, that’s why it is easy for you,
Some say I try to create some illusion!
But my dear fellows and fellas,
Let me try to put things with zealous!
Being beautiful has nothing to celebrate,
As you’ll see, the majority of appreciation focussed on looks,
Seldom, it is about how many reads of books,
Seldom it's about the skills you gained,
Seldom it is about what you have made.
Appreciation regarding looks, to me, seems so hollow, futile and feudal,
It's an act so dull!
As no efforts were made to discover more about the person, people still managed to show the assertion.
I’ll highlight the drawbacks of being beautiful,
Small small things are bountiful!
Most of the time, whenever you achieve,
Say simpler things, getting good marks,
getting selected, scoring well in an interview, getting a position, getting a promotion,
Most of the time, it's remarked, to the male, you seem pleasing, that’s why they choose you!
I mean recalling those statements, I can only laugh aloud!
One fellow made a similar statement when I was admitted through the entrance exam! Dude, I solved questions and hardly put any pictures!
So-called, beautiful girls will be surrounded by the crowd always!
But, I feel, in the crowd, genuinity is lost,
The desire to win the girl remains the most,
All the so-called extroverts, or mainly so-called cool dudes, make this a competition,
Poor simple, genuine introverts never approach, as they witnessed the slay throat competition, to them easiest is to back out, and failed to try the mount!
People think its a loss for the simple guy,
But believe me, on a personal front, it's a big loss for the girl,
As the peace and joy of being with a self-made person is never felt,
Some prefer to stay single rather than randomly mingle,
Some prefer to try their luck and find themselves in the wrong jungle!
People think that girls with looks have plenty of options,
But, in reality, the raw crude exclusives were frequently taken!
Sometimes, feels choked with too much attention,
Especially at the workplace,
As for the gossip, it feels bad to be the central theme,
Some talk good, some talk bad, and some assume her nature, choice, routine, and personality.
Some pass statements extreme, and some provide a weird regime and a scheme.
Being humble and open were claimed as too available and a chance to access!
Being confined was labelled as arrogant and rude,
Nobody tries to understand the actual mood.
yes, I do not want to be the most beautiful girl in the region,
There are enormous reasons,
I feel some girl like me wants something else,
A handful of good company of fellows and fellas (thankfully, I had),
A partner, not prince charming, nor a person with looks of Ritik Roshan, nor a brat of a business tycoon, nor a person with Audi, nor a person as powerful as Modi 😂, nor NRI, nor a person with all highs, nor a firangi nor a person with money treasure or height difficult to measure.
Instead, someone simply self-made,
With high moral wings and high ethics pins.
Someone, who appreciates less for looks, more for work,
Someone who’ll never say you’re the best,
Keeps on highlighting the area I need to work on,
Enjoys the dawn and the rising sun, and some together songs.
Appreciates small actions with a big smile,
Motivates me to a healthy routine,
Dont treat me as a princess, but rather a queen,
Treating queen means,
Push me to manage tasks, share responsibility,
Teach me better financial literacy or lectures on history, shining the light on sociology.
Telling more about philosophy.
Someone pushing a lifestyle healthy,
Rather than treating or saying Shona, baby, you can sleep more,
But has the audacity of water to pour when he has no option but to wake me up.
Dont laugh when I’ll be packed and sweaty with heavy breath after running a smaller portion on the track,
Instead, be my back, push, and shout, “We aren’t going back home if you are not done.”
Smile at my small won,
Hold me when I have a steep fall,
Sometimes, shop in the mall.
Dont say, he can always cook for me,
Instead, give me the option to cook or wash the dishes for the team called-we!
sometimes, fulfil my tiny weirdo wishes,
Such as watching some live sufi or qawali evenings,
In each inning,
Smile and cherish my good acts,
And help me to work on my drawbacks!
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