Elena was upset today because she heard girls talking about her weight while she was crossing the street. “Look that ugly, hippopotamus coming.” The girl with specs whispered with her mates. “Let’s give her aside or she will squeeze us” the other one in blue dress giggled.
This is not only today, she has to bear these things every day sometimes from strangers and sometimes from her friends. This makes her depress though she knows she is suffering from Prolactinoma, and it’s really hard for her to reduce the weight though she is trying her best.
We human being have a quirk of judging anyone, anywhere regarding any subject so quickly like it’s our birth right. Sometimes we make fun of people’s appearance, their weight, their looks and color without knowing that there might be a reason behind those things or they are already struggling with these things. It’s became so easy to gossip about someone on their back.
You wouldn’t tell a flower that it is oddly shaped to be given to someone you love.
You wouldn’t tell the ocean that it’s waves are too curvy to kiss the shoreline.
and you wouldn’t tell the moon that it is too round to illuminate even the darkest of nights.
So why would you tell someone that they are too big to be beautiful?
A man or woman in any shape has their own kind of beauty and everyone is perfect if they are happy with themselves. A man doesn’t needs to have abs to look handsome nor a woman needs to have a curvy body to be beautiful. As far as you are healthy and happy you are perfect.
Just remember – “You are beautiful and will be always a shining star.”
Mother’s Day is always special but I feel we don’t need a particular day to celebrate it. A single day is’nt enough to celebrate the motherhood, but we can make the single day special. For every one mother is the first love. Mother devotes her whole life for the sake of their children. So is my mother. We become grownup and get stuck in other things but for mothers, we are the first priority.
Mother’s Day is a day we can make her realize how much we love her by giving her our time.
I still remember this day, I cooked my very first cake on mother’s day 4 years ago when I really use to hate cooking. I remember how I literally disturbed my friend asking her the same recipe again and again over the phone. The cake fortunately cooked good and my mom was so surprised and overwhelmed seeing it.
Today, when I am an expert in cooking I realize no one’s compliment can make me that happy like hers that day. This also makes me feel how she used to try new recipes for us and her level of happiness when we use to like it.
Mothers knows every single thing about us, our preferences, things we hate everything. We are the one who takes her for granted when we stay close to her. But now when I am miles away from her I realize her effort that she use to take everyday to make us happy. We are abundantly blessed if we have a mother. I miss you so much.
Thankyou mom and I love you.❤
Happy mother’s day to all the mother’s.❤ And I love this 👇.
She was crossing that familiar alley which was her way to home. Elated she was as she turned 8 today Glittering her eyes were, thinking about her friends who were going to come to her party. Excited for the delicious strawberry cake, her father ordered for her.
Delighted in her thoughts, Unexpectedly she saw an unfamiliar face trying being too familiar coming towards her. Pretending to know her well, offering that luscious chocolate, He seized her in arms. Unconscious of things she only knew there is she is in trouble.
Dragging her to the corner, misbehaving her, She remembers everything. Cursing that face in front of her, She screamed in terror By the grace of God someone heard her.
Her body wasn’t harmed fortunately but the soul was injured enough to swerve her mirthful day into morbid. She hates the day since then, Also hates the alley, and later hates being a girl.