A introvert, tanned, not so good looking, small town girl (No no no... absolutely not Bipasha Basu from "Bachna ae haseeno", rather a real one)!!
School life had never been exciting other than passing love letters between couple. Yes... you read it correct!! I did it all throughout my school life. I never cared about how I looked, how should I carry myself so that I look attractive. Actually, these things never mattered to me. Love, relationship, boyfriend was never my cup of tea. Or I better admit... I was way to dumb for these things.
"Boroline"... the only cream I always used thinking it looks fine as dad uses it every evening and he looks so handsome. Alas! my father never told me not to use half a tube at once, which always made me look more of a "chumpoo"...
As obvious I was never been liked as a girl of choice for any boy in my school or outside... But, I never felt bad either, why am I even thinking about it today? Well!! Its TEENAGE darling... The best time to experience those butterflies in stomach and having a shy feeling thinking about someone.
I wanted to relate to these feeling when my best friends talked about them. But, looking at mirror I always went sad because I never looked as beautiful as my friends used to. Is this my fault? No... I am born ugly, what to do...
And the story continues.....
There come a day when I was caught red handed by my papa, passing letter to one of friend's boyfriend. He thought he was my BF. He started to question us and then his parents were called too...
Noooooooooo!! this is not fare... I felt so humiliated when that guy's father said that it is not possible for his son to like such a bad looking dumb girl... I went home in a shock state, my papa was happy to learn that his daughter is a good girl (Huh!!),
But, that was my "Eureka" day! I went on thinking am I so ugly that I can't even be considered to be liked by someone's parents... Oh god! I have to do something for myself... But, WAIT!! What should I do? Coming from a family where wearing a simple lip gloss is considered a huge fashion following, who would tell me how should I change??
I made a choice that I should look beautiful and with one of my friend's help, I came to know that my skin is not dark but tanned. I started using umbrella and stopped using "my love boroline" at day time. I started going for a long walk and short jog. and started taking good care of myself. Days went by and I finished school and stepped into another phase of my life...
YES.... "Collage Life"...
Wow!! Its a fresher's day at college...
And.....
Miss Freshers goes to "MEEEEE"... Yayyyyyyyyy... Nailed it :) :)
School life had never been exciting other than passing love letters between couple. Yes... you read it correct!! I did it all throughout my school life. I never cared about how I looked, how should I carry myself so that I look attractive. Actually, these things never mattered to me. Love, relationship, boyfriend was never my cup of tea. Or I better admit... I was way to dumb for these things.
"Boroline"... the only cream I always used thinking it looks fine as dad uses it every evening and he looks so handsome. Alas! my father never told me not to use half a tube at once, which always made me look more of a "chumpoo"...
As obvious I was never been liked as a girl of choice for any boy in my school or outside... But, I never felt bad either, why am I even thinking about it today? Well!! Its TEENAGE darling... The best time to experience those butterflies in stomach and having a shy feeling thinking about someone.
I wanted to relate to these feeling when my best friends talked about them. But, looking at mirror I always went sad because I never looked as beautiful as my friends used to. Is this my fault? No... I am born ugly, what to do...
And the story continues.....
There come a day when I was caught red handed by my papa, passing letter to one of friend's boyfriend. He thought he was my BF. He started to question us and then his parents were called too...
Noooooooooo!! this is not fare... I felt so humiliated when that guy's father said that it is not possible for his son to like such a bad looking dumb girl... I went home in a shock state, my papa was happy to learn that his daughter is a good girl (Huh!!),
But, that was my "Eureka" day! I went on thinking am I so ugly that I can't even be considered to be liked by someone's parents... Oh god! I have to do something for myself... But, WAIT!! What should I do? Coming from a family where wearing a simple lip gloss is considered a huge fashion following, who would tell me how should I change??
I made a choice that I should look beautiful and with one of my friend's help, I came to know that my skin is not dark but tanned. I started using umbrella and stopped using "my love boroline" at day time. I started going for a long walk and short jog. and started taking good care of myself. Days went by and I finished school and stepped into another phase of my life...
YES.... "Collage Life"...
Wow!! Its a fresher's day at college...
And.....
Miss Freshers goes to "MEEEEE"... Yayyyyyyyyy... Nailed it :) :)
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