There was once an ordinary young girl. Dynamic, confident and pretty. She felt she could rule the entire world but with every step that she took, there were people in the background, laughing. If she was decent at college, they would talk about her dress. If she was wearing something beautiful, they’d say she doesn’t focus on studies. So they kept on saying things that were not true. She was brave but not enough. So the next step she took, she was cautious and afraid. So imagine the first time if she had taken up a task as simple as running she ran 10 miles. Then after she was afraid of critique, she ran 9, then 8 and 7 and 6. Slowly, she became a part of the part of the world that was timid and dull.
But she was happy in a way. She could laugh with people. She could relate to people. She was not scorned now. She blended very well with the world. But there was a slight problem, not a very serious one though. Also, it was hard to identify the problem. She was sometimes sad when alone. She could not be alone. Thus the remedy she found was to avoid thinking about her problem and instead focus on other people, her friends. Fair enough. But a small problem of loneliness is not generally a small problem. It’s a seed. A seed to a sad life.
One afternoon, she had her common mood swing. Accidentally, she was in front of the mirror. She looked into her own eyes and cried. She could see that her eyes were weak. As if they had lost a battle. She thought about it, more and more and she could not find the reason but it was as if her eyes were telling her a story that she could not understand.
Later in the evening, she went out with her friends. They were all talking about their managers, not in a very good way. She thought about it, her manager was not bad. What she could not stop thinking about was the afternoon, her own eyes, weak and lost. Lost to a battle. Lost by choice.
Do you remember that laugh that comes in the background of a comedy show? “Ha ha ha ha ha” “He he he he he”
Now what is comedy to most is the inability to understand life. It’s the inability to understand people. But mostly the inability to understand the differences.
What happened to this girl? She was laughed for reasons unknown. She was scorned for her way of life. She was scorned for her enthusiasm. She was called a slut for looking pretty. She was confused with arrogance for her confidence. And termed a hypocrite for being kind.
But after she came back from that party, she looked into the mirror again. For half an hour straight. Without thinking about anybody else other than the woman that she was seeing in the mirror. She talked to herself after a very long time. She talked about what she liked and what she hated. She told herself that she was stupid but lovely. She saw how her smile came from the corner of her lips. She laughed and cried at the same time. She felt as if she was behaving like a horse that wanted to run in the field but was going ahead in a group that was led by the carriage of the society. Suddenly, the laughs of the people started daunting at the back of her mind because she knew that any individualistic thought would be scorned but she then decided to raise the little voice of her own, it was her mind afterall, she could do what she wanted. Until yesterday, she thought she was happy but today she was content. She understood the story of her eyes. All her friends were satisfied with what she was doing but she wanted to do something else. She quietly opened her old diary and began to write how she felt and what she wanted to do. This time, she was working for the girl in the mirror.
Whenever you feel that life is taking it’s toll on you, give Lord Shani 10 bottles of vodka and walk around the peepal tree for 108 times, kripa will follow!
On a serious note, it’s very simple. Don’t read your horoscope. Don’t rush to your friend. Go to the loo. Stand straight. Smile. Admire your smile. Look into your eyes. See what thoughts spark the light in your eyes. And just work on those thoughts. You will never have a fairytale to tell if you don’t spark the light in your eyes and let it burn the passion in your heart. Think what your fairytale could be and starting today, you play your character right. At the end of the day, you are left with none other than the person you see in the mirror, make her happy!