And that night she wept to herself. Her mistake; she tried to look beautiful. She wanted to look her best but failed miserably. She wished to enhance her silhouette with the nine yard long Indian ensemble, saree. If only she’d have known she would be made fun of, she would have backed out.
She was plump, hence, bulky. She had adipose tissues accumulated here and there, hence, fat. She was criticized for the extra glow on her face, although she wore no make-up. She was reprobated because her eyes seemed so loud. No one saw that she naturally had big round eyes.
She did not have a striking appearance for she covered it all and did not expose.
She believed in simplicity. The world proved her wrong. And that night she learnt a lesson; beauty might be skin deep but some wounds are beyond the depth of skin.