Women’s Day Series: Tribulations of an unattractive woman
Women’s Day Series: Tribulations of an unattractive woman
Tribulations of an unattractive woman
They all called me ugly at first Teased me by names such as
‘Ugly duckling’ and finally labeled
Me as the world’s ugliest woman!
I was never liked by anyone
They called me an alien
Treated my presence as a sinister
Humiliated me time and time again.
People compared me to a rotten egg!
Felt nauseated by my appearance
Nobody wanted to be friends with me
Didn’t even try to figure out
That I too had a heart and was a human being!
I became a leafless maple tree
I lived in solitude and bitterness
In a jungle of despair and darkness
But I have learnt to survive
Hope has kept me alive.
I know that I was not
Like those attractive ladies
Who were easily hired
By all the big companies
Rather a lady hated by everybody.
Finding a good job was never easy
I was rejected, rejected and always rejected!
Nobody was interested in me
Not even a single person
Appreciated my talent and abilities.
I struggled with sarcastic statements
My parents were the most worried
I was not a fatso!
I did everything to look pretty good but
Nobody found me attractive.
My own relatives bullied me
Saying nobody would like to marry me
I felt very low and lost confidence
I was shocked by the ugly truth
That even an ugly looking uneducated man
Doesn’t like to marry
An ugly looking yet educated woman!
Hatred, hatred and hatred all the time
All the people around were cacti
I was a touch-me-not plant
But I have learnt to survive
Hope has kept me alive.
I didn’t want my life to be a tragedy
Why were people so mean?
When asked to define beauty
Everybody talks about inner beauty
Flaunt by saying beauty which is just
Skin deep is no beauty at all
But in reality people judge us finally
Based on our outward appearance.
I lost faith in everything
My life was in a predicament
Nobody cared for my feelings
Not even my own parents!
Nobody came forward to marry me
At last, I was advised to marry
A rich old man
Yes! A man double my age
Who wanted a young woman to be his slave.
Tears rolled down my ugly cheeks
I couldn’t raise my voice
I found myself in the same situation
As that of a ten year old poor boy
Dying of hunger and has
No other option than
Eating leftovers from the dustbin.
I couldn’t fight back
Nobody was on my side
My own parents were not
Able to empathize with me
My life became a big question mark
But I knew that my heart
Was a magnolia flower
I have learnt to survive
Hope has kept me alive.
I never wanted to live
On the pity of others
And wasn’t a coward to quit life
And commit a suicide.
I decided to live in solitude
I know it’s not so easy
But I was not a Cinderella
No fairy godmother would come to my rescue
I am an ugly contorted tree
I may not be of any use to others
Still I am happy and lucky
Because nobody can chop me down!
I have learnt to survive
Hope has kept me alive.