I get a lot of emails from fans and friends praising me about my looks. I send a humble thank you note back with a smiley face and if these emails don't carry any other significant information or feedback, they usually end up in trash. But this particular email churned my thoughts for some reason, maybe because it was unexpected, but it made me think, took me for a ride into my past!" Saylee,You are so beautiful. The pictures don't really
make enough justice. just a friendly praise for you :) "
Have you heard the Marathi song - "एका तळ्यात होती, बदके पिले सुरेख?"
It's about this ugly little duckling which suffers abuse and gets mocked and laughed at by it's friends and neighbors. Poor soul is lonely and cries to itself in sorrow, until one fine morning, when much to it's delight and to the surprise of others, it realizes that it is actually a graceful Swan...
I feel like it's my story!
Growing up, I was always told that I was ugly!! They called me all sorts of names, made fun of me and laughed at my expense! Family, friends and even the people who had nothing to do with me....
... and I cried .. all alone, to myself.. nobody cared enough to notice..
Things changed as time passed.. How? When? I don't know! .. something unfolded on it's own!
Now, the same folks praise me .. perceive me differently.. treat me differently ... world seems like a different place to my same set of eyes..
But can I forget?
Was I really ugly then?
And am I really beautiful now?
I remember when I was a child, no matter what they said, I always believed I was beautiful! I was kind to them even when they hurt me. I helped them even when they laughed at me. There were no calculations, no revenges, no acts and no tacts! I cared.. I loved.. I cried for those who cried ..
I think I was a beautiful child! ..
How much of that purity still remains in my soul? I am not sure about now, but I sure was very very beautiful then!
2 comments:
It is useful to try everything in practise anyway and I like that here it's always possible to find something new. :)
I never thought that you of all people will ever write this. Whenever I think about school days, I always wish I could have been you. Now I wonder.. did I ever really know you? Or I was so buried in my own grief that everyone else looked happy and lucky to me.
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