Broken crayons still colour
Mansi Sharma
Recently on Facebook I came across a story of a Morocco TV anchor running a tutorial for abused women on how to hide their bruises caused by domestic violence ; she was trolled and was reprimanded as if she was supporting domestic violence in some twisted way, and it got me thinking " Is she so wrong in doing in what she did? "
After all we sane beings have a reason for doing everything , she too must have had one. I slipped into her shoes and walked a few steps and this is what I realised.
"We all have to live , survive all that life throws at us, so why not do the best we can? Why can't I do something to temporarily hide permanent marks of my painful and not so perfect life?
Why should I wear these badges of someone else's shamelessness ? I am tired of people empathising and sympathising with me.
Because that is all lip service, nobody can help but making some sympathetic remarks gives them pleasure of being a sensitive human being . Nobody can make my life better , and why should they ? I will do it myself. And it's my choice how I decide to walk my path; beaten , battered head hanging in shame for no fault of mine or beaten , battered still head held high cause someday things will change and I want to be ready for that day."
Took off the shoes, there were a few blisters but I will proudly show them off. By no means I am declaring what was done was right or wrong . Who am I to judge what defence mechanism a person adopts to cope with the crap in their life and is courageous enough to share it with others as a possible solution to their problem .
We are taught to not to get bogged down by any situation however hard, it may be a way of showing life you strike and I will bounce back.
Just like a soldier dresses up his wounds and fights back; they too cover their wounds not only from the world but also from themselves so that they don't pity themselves while finding happiness .
May be it's a way of saying broken we may be but we still colour .............
Mansi Sharma
Recently on Facebook I came across a story of a Morocco TV anchor running a tutorial for abused women on how to hide their bruises caused by domestic violence ; she was trolled and was reprimanded as if she was supporting domestic violence in some twisted way, and it got me thinking " Is she so wrong in doing in what she did? "
After all we sane beings have a reason for doing everything , she too must have had one. I slipped into her shoes and walked a few steps and this is what I realised.
"We all have to live , survive all that life throws at us, so why not do the best we can? Why can't I do something to temporarily hide permanent marks of my painful and not so perfect life?
Why should I wear these badges of someone else's shamelessness ? I am tired of people empathising and sympathising with me.
Because that is all lip service, nobody can help but making some sympathetic remarks gives them pleasure of being a sensitive human being . Nobody can make my life better , and why should they ? I will do it myself. And it's my choice how I decide to walk my path; beaten , battered head hanging in shame for no fault of mine or beaten , battered still head held high cause someday things will change and I want to be ready for that day."
Took off the shoes, there were a few blisters but I will proudly show them off. By no means I am declaring what was done was right or wrong . Who am I to judge what defence mechanism a person adopts to cope with the crap in their life and is courageous enough to share it with others as a possible solution to their problem .
We are taught to not to get bogged down by any situation however hard, it may be a way of showing life you strike and I will bounce back.
Just like a soldier dresses up his wounds and fights back; they too cover their wounds not only from the world but also from themselves so that they don't pity themselves while finding happiness .
May be it's a way of saying broken we may be but we still colour .............