Mirrors are the radices of showing our reflection to our unconscious self. When we are unaware of our real identity, we believe what others say and think about us. We bestow the controls of our minds and perceptions to others and coagulate our thinking according to. We get used to think in their ways, we forget what we are and what our capabilities are, what can we do...
Then one fine day; you look into the mirror. Someone has said it right that mirrors don't lie. You realise you aren't that capable, talented and most important of all, beautiful as everyone had been telling you on your face. You know that sadly, looks do hold a lot of importance in our lives... But you ain't good looking! Conventionally you're an ugly, extremely ugly person with exact the opposite body features mentioned for the aesthetic beauties, and beautiful looking people. Broad nose, thick lips, short height, not-so-good hair, extra body bulge, you got nothing "beautiful"! You take a deep breath following a long sigh.
Throwing the words out of your mouth, "Maybe my destiny!"
You suddenly realise that nobody actually cares about you, you're around shitty people who make you believe on the fakeness and make you skeptical about the reality. You have been living such a murky & mundane life for n number of years; but now it's high time to think deep and rationally. You know that it's now or never. Thoughts start dancing and bombinating in your head.
You again go and stand in front of your mirror, this time you thoroughly see and stare at yourself. Your eyes, your skin, and somehow you manage to peep inside of your mind as well. With all the senses awaken; being fully conscious you touch your mind, body and spirit with gathering all the senses and try to feel them. You realise that the nose you thought is ugly actually had nothing to do other than respiring, the short height which used to embarrass you till last night is the cutest feature you've got. Then you take a look at your deep, hazel eyes, damn! I was seeing something delusional through these beautiful eyes, I was misleading them and my own self as well!
I got to know albeit lately, that unless and until I love and accept myself with my flaws and imperfections; mirror too won't accept me. I was not an oblivion anymore... The hiraeth I was seeking for was actually the dumbest thing I could ever do.
But now I know, mirror won't smile until I do and reflections won't be nefarious. Mirror hides the real you, cause you don't reveal your identity honestly. The day you'll be genuine and sincere with yourself; mirror too will show the reflection of the 'real you'. "It's never too late to start loving yourself!" My heart pleaded....and within a fraction of seconds mirror broke into innumerable pieces...it felt like it was tired of holding all the negativity, fakeness, inside and broke itself into pieces which can never be rejoined. I felt way calm and pleasant, as now I'll supersede both the mirror and myself with the fresh and positive ones...
Then one fine day; you look into the mirror. Someone has said it right that mirrors don't lie. You realise you aren't that capable, talented and most important of all, beautiful as everyone had been telling you on your face. You know that sadly, looks do hold a lot of importance in our lives... But you ain't good looking! Conventionally you're an ugly, extremely ugly person with exact the opposite body features mentioned for the aesthetic beauties, and beautiful looking people. Broad nose, thick lips, short height, not-so-good hair, extra body bulge, you got nothing "beautiful"! You take a deep breath following a long sigh.
Throwing the words out of your mouth, "Maybe my destiny!"
You suddenly realise that nobody actually cares about you, you're around shitty people who make you believe on the fakeness and make you skeptical about the reality. You have been living such a murky & mundane life for n number of years; but now it's high time to think deep and rationally. You know that it's now or never. Thoughts start dancing and bombinating in your head.
You again go and stand in front of your mirror, this time you thoroughly see and stare at yourself. Your eyes, your skin, and somehow you manage to peep inside of your mind as well. With all the senses awaken; being fully conscious you touch your mind, body and spirit with gathering all the senses and try to feel them. You realise that the nose you thought is ugly actually had nothing to do other than respiring, the short height which used to embarrass you till last night is the cutest feature you've got. Then you take a look at your deep, hazel eyes, damn! I was seeing something delusional through these beautiful eyes, I was misleading them and my own self as well!
I got to know albeit lately, that unless and until I love and accept myself with my flaws and imperfections; mirror too won't accept me. I was not an oblivion anymore... The hiraeth I was seeking for was actually the dumbest thing I could ever do.
But now I know, mirror won't smile until I do and reflections won't be nefarious. Mirror hides the real you, cause you don't reveal your identity honestly. The day you'll be genuine and sincere with yourself; mirror too will show the reflection of the 'real you'. "It's never too late to start loving yourself!" My heart pleaded....and within a fraction of seconds mirror broke into innumerable pieces...it felt like it was tired of holding all the negativity, fakeness, inside and broke itself into pieces which can never be rejoined. I felt way calm and pleasant, as now I'll supersede both the mirror and myself with the fresh and positive ones...
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