Her skin was bruised, her hair was dishevelled, her eyes were filled with tears of remorse and the smile which used to brighten up her face eventually faded away.
She yelled and screamed in pain but there was no one who in sight who could provide a helping hand. Her legs had given way, her vessel covered with blood but nevertheless, she tried to gain strength and face her people but they considered her to be dirt
When she tried to share and speak she was shunned by her own family members and friends as to they would think it’s some kind of joke
And she gave in and did everything that would hurt herself to the zenith
As she had considered her to be alone in this world of known faces…
Beauty provokes harassment, the law says, but it looks through men’s eyes when deciding what provokes it.
Everyone irrespective of their gender should be taught as to how to respect one another and help when one is in need.
We should try to be a good and intent listener rather making fun on one’s condition. No pain is less and every pain demands to be felt. So look around there must be someone who might be waiting with a story that has been unheard.
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