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Tuesday, December 25, 2012

You're perfect

If you're a girl reading this, there has definitely been "one" day in your life when you have thought that every other girl looks better than you, dresses better than you, is thinner than you...you know, those self bashing days. Sure, guys have their corresponding days too with respect to other things but let's not get into that. Although I pretty much find it dumb to define yourself using such shallow characteristics, I have to confess, I am one of those females too. Someone who has those days a little more often than they need to be. I'll never believe that I can look pretty. Even if I am told by more than one person, people who I don't know who are bound to give me an honest opinion cuz otherwise they would give none. But I will still convince myself that it was just said to make me happy.

No, I am not writing this so that you can join in the bandwagon of convincing me otherwise.( I am pretty sure that some of you are gonna say "Who the hell told you you look pretty. You are a fat cow". You know who you are :P ) It's just that in an outing I had with a larger unknown group compared to the ones I usually hang out with, I happened to observe people in a different light altogether. You can broadly divide them into these.

Some who are the typical pretty girls, the kind the guys look out for..those who are very aware of that..and flaunt that even..

Others who know they can look prettier but choose not to but for certain occasions.

But there are three other kinds that intrigued me the most. Something I never really paid attention to in all my years.

Pretty females who don't know they are pretty.

And some who simply believe or maybe just don't care about it.

And others who look pretty when they're doing what they do best.

The last 3 intrigued me the most. Cuz there was no one I didn't identify as pretty at some point in time. How do you define pretty, beautiful at all? Being attractive? Well, that is the first thing that pops into your mind. Then how do we justify the last three? That's the thing. You as a person will always give someone else credit instead of giving yourself just because it doesn't satisfy the universal definition of pretty. I think the movies have spoiled that for us. They will always show the nerdy, not so fashionable girl as the slender,short skirt wearing heroine's side kick. And more often than not, you tend to relate with the side kick more than the heroine. You are made to believe that that someone will ever think of you as someone worth spending attention on is a dream that will never be fulfilled. This is a very sad thing cuz it is completely untrue.


You never wanted to be physically attractive. Maybe you did but it is more of a matter of wanting to be accepted, wanting to be a part of something. Maybe you think that being attractive helps you skip the first step but we tend to forget that that isn't the only step. Sometimes, it isn't even a step at all! But yet we want everyone else to validate us for our own selves. We want someone else to tell that we are wonderful. I think that is where the fault lies.

That time when you're doing what you love or what you do best, or when your natural instinct takes over, when you completely forget the image that you have built around yourself,  when it ceases to be the superficial you, THAT makes you pretty.

When you meet a friend after a long time, the delight that you see on their face on meeting you cuz they know how much they love you and likewise, that smile that appears on your face almost instantly, THAT  is being pretty.

Others who don't care. Way to go, people! Cuz you don't need someone to tell you you are awesome. You know you are. You may have times when you think otherwise but meh, you won't bother about that, would you? That confidence, that belief, THAT makes you pretty.

"Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder" is universal when the first and the only beholder that matters to you is YOU yourself.

But girl, if all of this still doesn't convince you, don't worry. Remember all the times someone told you how they loved the small things about you. Those days when these feelings didn't creep up on you. One day, you'll be told that you're prettier than the hottest girl in town, you'll laugh unconvinced. One day you will be loved so much that being pretty won't matter to you. When you won't need to write/read something like this to convince yourself of the same. You'll realize that it was never about being pretty. It was always about being you, completely you. And when that happens, go look in the mirror.

You'll find the most beautiful person you've ever met staring right back at you. Content. Happy. As she was always supposed to be.