When we were young a Girl from the corner cried i am not different than any of you . I may look different ,my shape may be different, my color may be different but still i am human and young like any of you.
But society judged the Girl about the thing which was below her belt rather than about the thing in which she was above the belt .
She cried, howled but oh you are not supposed to show that because that will term you as weak and the society will again judge you .
But the Girl was too young to understand that all these things wont matter to her in the near future, but society failed to explain this to her and she was again and again rejected from all the social institutions as she wanted the answers for her questions .So she decided to keep quiet and face all the storm by herself .
Sexually abuse,judged by her appearance ,proving people to find a place in society ,excepting bullies all these became the part of her life.
And now when she has finally survived her life everybody is starting to lend there ears to listen to her story and the best society could do about the story is to gossip or to make it a mere topic of discussion or debate but it is already late for society as no pleasure or entertainment is left about her as now she is a strong independent women .
Pain has shaped her in a way more better person than society could do . But the memories of her as young still haunts her but those memories has played the role of antibiotic in her life although it weakens your immune for time being but makes you fight diseases and makes your body regain its strength .And society you are too late for your sympathy as it is said -
"Water under the bridge" now!!
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