In a world where people judge others, just by the silhouette of a person with zero acquaintance with the life or the obstacles or the pain that love-worthy heart has been put in, with no knowledge of anything and nothing at the same time, they saw me, and by this sentence I meant "They saw me, and looked at the inner bliss of my soul that was nowhere near to be seen to my eyes."
They looked at me like I was dressed in all white, with wings on my back and crown over my head, like I was an angel that fell down straight from the sky that moment.
They saw that potential I had in me.
Whenever I had to face a problem, all I had to do was look at them to find them already staring at me with that "You're the eighth wonder in this world- and You can do it" look. May be that's why I always had to worry less about losing or winning and more about being the best version of myself.
All the fences covering my body are made of the strongest element in the whole world- their love, which is etched with great etiquette into an armour guarding my soul.
It's effortless for them to love me, as easy as breathing, even at times when my heart has no heart to love myself. That thirty two teeth out smile on their face when I achieve something, With no change in frame that same firm smile reassuring my recovery from the ruins in other case.
"They" are my father and my husband.
My two pillars. One who has been there since page one and the other who's been added a little later and has been there ever since.
The wonders of my world.
Not all men have low standards, some have ethics too.
Not all men prey women, some become 'the prey' to Mee too too.
Respect women. Respect men. No! Wrong.
Respect a person. Whoever that may be, a man, a woman, a child, a geriatric, anyone, no one. What we need is equality, Equality it is. This time it's not feminism. It's about humanity. Let's all try to be a wonder in someone's world. May be you already are.
Thank you for bearing with me.
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