Sunday, June 16

Teens

When others’ opinions became mine
Teens

When others’ opinions became mine

Oh, dear! How below average tall, pale, skinny and ignorant that guy was! Readers, do you find him attractive? Hell no, right? When did I start falling for such a sort of guy? He's not even a man.  Oh, I remember, it started back then in high school when girls taught me beauty standards and checklists. In their eyes, pale fair, tall, especially skinny guys were the talk of the town. And I had no idea. I didn't know that an ideal Indian girl had to be tall, lean, fair, or that she had to have green or blue big eyes with long lashes, pink lips, small nose, small waist, small feet, more than average-sized boobs and that sweet voice with long black hair. And you would be tortured if you lacked any of these, especially by your mother.  I loved myself. I did. I liked my voice, my he...