A beautiful is…

A beautiful is, 
 who parties on Monday night and goes to work on Tuesday with smoky eyes and high heels, like a boss, carries her hot coffee on her way to office and gives a smile to the watchman opening the door for her.

A beautiful is, 
 who doesn’t just wear heels high but also carries her head high, knows how to shun down that creep in the elevator, says a Good Morning out loud to everyone she meets and who hugs the peon on his 75th Birthday.

A beautiful is, 
 who worked hard to reach where she is, who fails and falls but stands back again not afraid to make a new start. Who doesn’t shy away in putting forward her opinion on the new policy, doesn’t fear to not laugh at a boss’s bad joke, walks in the meeting room with confidence, has power to make anyone insecure but is not insecure herself for she is aware of her worth.

A beautiful is, 
 who knocks down that molester in the street, gives her lunch to that starving kid, rescues a puppy, comforts the depressed friend, wakes up an hour early just to have that morning tea with her parents, sends a hand-written note on sister’s birthday.

A beautiful is, 
 who gives her best in her relationship, loves fiercely yet let go with grace. Who doesn’t chase the wrong guy, in fact, waits for the man who knows her worth. She is playful yet shy, stubborn yet sacrificing, modern yet honest, doesn’t judge the 40-yo single woman or a 30-yo jobless man.

A beautiful is, 
 who knows she is beautiful. Who knows she is being seen as a bitch and she is fine with being that kick-ass bitch.

I am beautiful, are you?