PIGGY FAT AND PLUMP? BUT HEALTHY I AM!
How does it feel, when nothing heals…?
That day was unforgettable!! They broke a button of my skirt and claimed I am fat! It hurts.
I locked myself in my dark room.
As I sat there and thought about all days that passed by,
Tears brooked down my face and I began to cry.
I ran to the mirror with a fear because the world said my mirage won’t fit in it.
As soon as I appeared, I gawked at my reflection.
Clearing my misconception, the mirror got me rid of my masquerade.
But I blubbered, thought it was time to say good bye.
Can’t say I didn’t try.
But as the first glimmer of sunshine brushed my tear strained cheek, it awoke me.
The soft winds flic-flacked my hair and whispered, “You are one of your kind.”
These words filled me with pride.
I chafed my face and assured that I would hold my head high.
Piggy fat and plump but healthy I am.
I am a soul of pride.
_Khushboo Kar
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Fab. Am proud of you though remember that a book is always judged by its cover.
World’s a bad place you must know, just keep in mind as you grow.
Shape and size must not be prime
but the sad truth is …. being fat is surely a crime.
Undoubtedly you are precious and one of a kind,
But the world don’t care about our type.
and that my child, is THE TRUTH OF LIFE.
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Just till i have an amazing soul guiding me that’s till i have you guiding me i surely am saved from the bad world. ❤
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