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UShMIL rIMJhA (14)
St Joseph’s Convent, Fetri, nagpurI know it feels really bad whenever
someone comments on your body,
your face or your colour. It really
does. But you don’t need to feel
bad. Why does it have to be like
that? You are a great person and
that’s the only thing that matters.
If your parents are criticizing
you and you feel bad, let them
know. It’s okay, you are just
communicating how you feel;
you are not doing something you
shouldn’t be doing. Some people go
through shaming themselves and
Maybe you think you look ugly,
fat or skinny but there is always
someone who thinks that you are
prepossessing. Don’t punish yourself;
you will regret it as soon as you grow
up. You will regret listening to some
vacuous comments made by some
very vacuous folks. You will regret
not living your teenage years fully.If we keep the stove on without
any utensil on it and go near it, we
may burn ourselves. Same goes for
us; if we let ourselves burn with
those comments we will hurt
ourselves. So stay away from
those comments. You need to
turn off that stove this minute!
Stay away from those vicious
people who think you are
good for nothing. If you start
getting affected by those voices,
then even the most alluring
compliments will feel like mockery.Love yourself for what you are
and not for what you want to be. Be
confident. Be yourself. Be the best.they want others to go through it
too. Maybe, you can’t stop others
commenting on your body when
you don’t want them to. But you
can most surely stop yourself from
listening to them and becoming self-
conscious. Don’t punish yourself,you have done nothing wrong. Don’t
punish yourself for having a healthy,
beautiful body and most importantly
a beautiful heart.Posted by:
VIhAAn SIngh ThAKUr (19)
Thapar Institute of engineering and Technology, PatialaAnd then I closed my eyes
again to escape the reality.
They wouldn’t cease for me,
the thoughts kept regurgitating
as it made it harder and harder
to swallow — the fact that
the armour of the fake smile
that I wore — one of content,
happiness and peace, now
seemed to hurt my body than protect it in any way. I
could lie to all but myself and that was the truth.I forced myself to sleep, and managed to escape
the conscious thoughts but failed to realize that the
subconscious mind was there to stay with me, to
torment me, to destroy me.I embraced this bitter reality as I had no other option
but was now aware of the fact that sleeping was
something I now seemed to be afraid of — the fear of
never being able to wake up, and being trapped within
the mind was a punishment I was never prepared for.“Fall asleep” — I cannot think of a fitting word —
‘falling’ — exactly how I felt, falling in that web of
thoughts, a trap so deadly, so inevitable, that you were
always meant to fall in the darkness with nothing to
hold you, but those thoughts;
only your thoughts, your
dreams, your fears.Fears of dying, of being
there this moment and not
the next; it captivated me
as I felt my breath fading.
It faded as I fell deeper and
deeper into the sinister web
of thoughts, woven by the mind, coming into pattern
by the visions, which scar you and have the ability to
scare you forever.Falling was letting go but holding on; letting go of my
mind but holding on to those thoughts. Just holding
on.Falling was letting go but
holding on; letting go of
my mind but holding on to
those thoughts.
Don’t punish yourself for
having a healthy, beautiful
body and most importantly
a beautiful heart.