Hopeless Romantic

Being a hopeless romantic, I have always dreamt of a person who will make me feel like a queen. Someone whose world was around me and loved me passionately. I had always dreamt of this and I think as a teenager I will continue this dead end search of my prince charming. But searching for a diamond, you get coal too, which is of value too. I found my coal in the form a conclusion than if , my whole life, I try to find someone who loves me, I might never be able to love myself. It took all my teenage years to get to understand this. I am still trying to implement this in my life but you know how difficult it is to mend old habits. After all, old habits die hard ! Whenever I didn’t fit some clothes and my parents commented on it, I would wish there would be someone , someday who will appreciate my body just the way it is. Whenever I commented on how beautiful someone looked and they didn’t say, “you too” I would be devastated and wondered will anyone ever praise me? With all these thoughts  in my head and having various crushes, I realised that when I , myself don’t think I am beautiful or am not satisfied by my body, then how come I expect someone else to? I can’t just depend on others to make me feel like a princess . Some wise lady once said, “be the princess of your heart and people will treat you like a queen” it doesn’t matter what body type you have, what your skin colour is. A Ferrero Rocher is a chocolate which has a golden wrapper and has delicious chocolate inside. For the people who buy it, it doesn’t matter to them what the colour of the chocolate is or what shape it has, all that matters is the chocolaty goodness inside. Just like the chocolate buyer, you own yourself, and it doesn’t matter what you look like, unless your inside is good. Remember, not many people have a good, pure soul but many have a great body. I have been insulted various times on stage while I performed in school. People shouted insane things to let me down and those insults certainly got into my system. I shied myself off from the stage and forever from performing. In turn I became one of the people from the crowd who clapped for the people on stage. In my 10^th standard, I finally decided I would step on the stage. I , then, realised that I loved the stage and to hold the attention of the audience. From then on, there was no going back. I am still continuing my public speaking course and have won various certificates both at the institute and school. I have gained some confidence . But there is a long way to go, but you know what they say, life is a journey, enjoy it step-by-step.

Peace,

Muskan💗💗💗