She sobbed when even after delivering her best she was entitled as the runner up in the fancy dress competition when she was in Montessori.
She cried when she was punished by her teacher in the primary section just because of a talking group was caught, though she was nowhere involved.
She was hurt when they said ‘No’ to her despite her good acting skills. She wanted to play Cinderella in the high school play, but the role was passed on to her friend.
She wept even after receiving the versatile artist award in her school’s graduation ceremony. Draped in a serene white saree, her classmates laughed at her proclaiming she looked weird in white.
She was distressed when despite performing extraordinarily an ordinary girl was crowned as Ms. Fresher of her college.
She was demoralized when even after being rewarded as one of the brightest students of her college in the convocation ceremony, her college-mates made fun of her degree saying that it was of no use.
She was shattered even after being placed in a reputed technical firm because of her immense qualifications. Her colleagues used to look at her with sheer disgust and there she gave a resign.
She was shocked after facing the first ever rejection from a guy whom the family proposed for an arrange marriage setting. And those relatives wouldn’t miss a chance then to demean her.
What for? Well, just because her dusky complexion took a toll on her dreams in every single phase of her life. Was it justified enough to lose every opportunity knocking her door with a close shave? Certainly No! But, despite facing a heap of rejections in her life, she didn’t lose but chose to look up instead. She decided to retrospect and pondered that despite having all those calibers that made her succeed, what actually went wrong in her way. After prolonged meditation and self-counseling, she realized it had been none other than her underrated mental stature that was the sole reason of all her agonies and dismay.
She boldly stood up and regained that lost confidence in her and proclaimed her soul “Yes I can do it, #IAmCapable” and this was it— all the boost that she needed to touch the zenith with her sky-high spirits. She gave a damn to all those people who had been dejecting her because of her weatish skin-tone all the while. She attained that chutzpah to speak up to the world that she didn’t need to be fair but rather flamboyant to survive in this dark, devil world of complexities. Yes, she proved herself fittest in the struggle of her existence as a girl who was being judged in mere name of her appearance.
Today she, (me) is a successful fashion blogger who is being praised for her dusky beauty and unprecedented aplomb to take the world in her stride. It is her confidence to carry herself that reflects in her inner aura. She didn’t demand respect but ‘earned’ it with her will power.
It’s not only mine or your story but practically many women are facing judgmental conflicts based on their appearances. Here’s an insight into the startling figures that the Nihar Naturals #IAmCapable survey conducted by Nielsen India reveals:
a.) 69% of men agree that their judgment of women is based on their looks.
b.) 64% of women agree that the judgments passed on them have affected their ability to reach their true potential.
c.) 70%of women agree that majority of judgments on women are from family members or friends rather than strangers.
d.) 72% of women agree that working women face more judgments on their looks or their clothes than housewives.
I’m breaking stereotypes based on appearance by sharing my experience for the #IAmCapable activity at BlogAdda in association with Nihar Naturals.