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What defines beauty??


When someone says “you are beautiful” …what does that actually  defines? So many debate , so many sentences and quotes on the term beauty and also so many reforms done  with our traditional way of defining the world ‘beauty’ but still it gets stuck with the same old concept especially to girls  that to be beautiful you should have a good facial structure , you should  have a curved figure and of course you should know to do  makeup or timely make over on your  look. Lets not put all those beauty pageant like miss world or miss universe as this always comes with controversy and here I don’t want to discuss on this. But I must say that if a girl /woman is going to represent whole girls/women in the world then she must be chosen because of her generous nature and intellectuality. Now Let’s talk about those normal sides of our life and the environment around us.

I haven’t thought that I would be dealing with such world where beauty is defined based on all these things because all  around ; my friends , my relatives , my cousins, my society and almost everyone whom I have met , they have simplified this term ‘beauty’ with good looks.
How can  a smiling face despites the hard ship going on in his/her  life looks ugly if they don’t have a good appearance? How can  a kind hearted person be called not beautiful if they don’t have a good facial structure ? How can a loyal , Honest and responsible person look not beautiful if they don’t  fit in someone’s concept  of not having  the vision to see these qualities. Well, let me tell you; I have noticed those person turning back again and again whether the  one is he or she.
Life changes , so does time and person’s perspective or the way to calculate things and all those experiences should make a person wiser and more mature enough to know what actually things have within it and if they can’t decide this one then I believe they have not seen life yet.
I don’t think that to be beautiful , you should fit within that glass of structural beauty  and if I too need to fit in that glass to be called beautiful then I would prefer not to be called beautiful because for me this compliment of “you look beautiful today” doesn’t give that eternal peaceful happiness as when someone says me “you are honest , kind and a responsible person. When someone praise my works it makes me more happier and when I find myself  at the state of fulfilling my duties then it makes me feel more beautiful that I can’t express  in words. Whenever I get some leisure  time to look back my life and I find my  habit so generous and humble then at that time too I feel more beautiful.so how can someone judge  the word beautiful  in that limited boundary ? One of my colleague told that you should stay beautiful to get love of a guy .if this is it all they want ;why does two perfect looking couple gets separated after certain time of togetherness  ?And  why the two with that pure intimate bond finds a way to stay till the rest of their lives  ??we  need to  heed on this ..
I have heard the story of breakups, patch-ups  , marriage , divorce , separations and all.  But what I have noticed is the stories of two holding each other despite the acid being thrown to girl , despite the girl had been raped, despite the boy have lost his sight , despite the boy has been handicapped , despite the two have lost all their properties , despites the differences and despites all problems that they face  .I have notices only those stories which have been beyond the limits to be with each other throughout the rest of their lives and I don’t think that for this someone needs t o have a good look.
I can fall for that person several times  a day who behaves nicely with others . I can love that person unconditionally who remain honest and I can be a dieheart fan of the one who is more responsible towards his/her work. If you have that good face but none of your actions touches my soul then I can never  love you .
There are many girls who have been the victim of acid attack , who have gone through so scary situations in life  , who have been raped , who have been trapped but still have got courage to hold their life with dignity , with a big smiles and being more responsible members of their society ; setting example fitting their own battle so that other’s too can take them as inspiration to  re-live . So , can’t we call them ‘beautiful’ . If all you need is a beautiful fairy skin to fall in love then it’s better not to love and if you haven’t find such love then its worth waiting  otherwise you will regret at your 70’s.





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