I wasn't born into a perfect world so why does this world try to fit me into frames of perfection ? body shapers botox and padded bras why do I need to keep proving time and again that beauty lies not within parameters but in my wrinkles blemishes and brown skin But then .. I keep getting entrapped in this vicious cycle only because I allow myself to .
I do not believe in the concept of celebrities . Nor do I look up to someone as a role model . Because if I became you , where is the person I was meant to be ?
I believe ... In the power of a woman not because you were fortunate enough to reach a mark .. But in the power of a woman who struggles , keeps going against all odds and still strives to do the best she can .
I believe ... In the extraordinary power of an ordinary woman .
//"only if we understand, can we care. Only if we care, can we help. Only if we help, we shall be saved"- Jane Goodall (wildlife conservationist)//
"I don't get it mama, What humans mean when they Say that they Ought to save our lives?", the cub asked.
"They mean that they should stop seeing themselves as the only lives Worthy of occupying our shared planet",the mother tiger explained.
"Kind of naive, dont you feel mama, That they need to remind each other to open their eyes to reality",the cub said.
"No child , they aren't naive, They have just loaned their Eyes to the doctrines of progress and advancement and Conquest at all costs and lost their hearts In the process", the tiger said licking her wound made by the poacher the day before yesterday.
"But why is it that They don't include us, nature In their plan of progress and Advancement and conquest, Whatever that means mama?", the cub asked inquisitively.
"They don't understand Inclusion child . For in inclusion They will lose their illusion Of superiority and without The illusion they would lose Their will to survive",the wise tiger said bowing her head.
"But isn't life always inclusive ? Maybe in their will To survive They have lost the essence of life mama", the cub wondered loudly.
" They have , child and That is why they long now To save us. They know now That life isn't about who conquers The planet that we all temporarily inhabit , but life simply is About opening our hearts to Everything that exists whichever form It may take and not laying Claim on anything",the tiger said moving her cub away from the sunlight and the lurking men.
read between the lines as the rain talks quietly and writes poetries in shades of silver and grey on a canvas darker than the bottomless pit into which i am now falling; watch and weep as i burn, word by word, every letter that i ever wrote waiting for the pain to dive, dilate and die; write back to me in the language that i spent years developing - a different signature for every emotion that was considered unnecessary. weed out the sunflowers and grow acer in my field bind all my drafts and unstitch my weaves eat alone, drown in wine draw flowers over everything that i've called mine do not turn off the lights let them be the company you keep plant hydrangeas on my grave as i choose to leave.