Being Cinderella!

 If it was just for a day, even so, I wanted to be my favourite person.

Like Geet says in 'Jab we met', "Mei apni favourite hoon", I wanted to live that.


It started when I realised that no one will care if you yourself don't. I was in the college. I was above average student, good in some subjects and better at others. Classmates rushed to get help from me during exams, some of them were my so called friends. Well, I guess, only I called them so. I helped them, going out of the way, solving their difficulties anytime of the day, leaving behind my studies. And later I discovered that they need me only for studies, when it was time to party, I was an outcast. My appearance wasn't appealing enough, to hang around with those beautiful faces.


I had this peculiar nerd-ish, geek-ish look, with glasses, hair always tied in a pony, well oiled. I never wore fancy earings or bracelets. I had this wheatish complexion that obviously was below their beauty standards. All in all, I wasn't suited to be part of their consortium.





So, I had to brood, sitting at my home, alone, scrolling through their Instagrams. The pouts, perfect blushed cheeks, nailed winged eyeliners, curtain fringes falling on the forehead.

"How can they be unerring with their makeup while not so accurate at studies?", my stupid mind playing silly games with me. The grimace, subtracting the smile quotient, on my face was obvious, to me of course.


I sighed and switched off the phone. I looked outside the window. The blooms of red and pink roses were evident and swaying in the garden. The blossom of jasmine was pleasing to see and it's fragrance gushed inside the room with the breeze. "Ahh! It's the season to fall in love I suppose. For me, not with someone else, but myself!", I smiled, genuinely, this time.


And that was the point when I decided, I should be my favourite. And self love doesn't mean I need to be full of myself. I can be me not worrying about others. If I can study and top the academic subjects , why can't I do the same in other areas?


I switched on my phone. Scrolled through YouTube. And got drowned in the ocean of videos that helped me groom myself.


Our college reopened after the holidays and I stepped in the campus. I could see every face turning towards me. I felt a bit conscious, but walked confidently. The platform heels were much more comfortable than I had thought. Not once did I lose my balance, certainly, it had taken days of practice.





I entered the classroom and those beautiful faces were shocked to see this ugly duckling turn into a Cinderella.

They flocked around this soul who had managed to nail the eyeliner, lipstick, blush, hair and everything that was trending.

"Wow that's a lovely dress!"' one of them commented. "Oh this Diva by Mac suits you dear", another one added. "Did you watch that tutorial by Smoky-eyed-girl. You've nailed the eyeliner bruh", said another.


This was the moment I was waiting for. To get accepted by all these girls. But when they invited me for a birthday party that was happening the day after, I declined the invite. I know I had worked hard on myself but it wasn't for them. I wanted to be confident about myself. I wished to be that Cinderella one day.

And had decided to be 'apni favourite'.


#Fiction


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AUTHOR'S NOTE : You don't have to change for others. It's better to change for oneself and keep loving yourself. Even if others look down on you, it shouldn't affect you.

The most beautiful thing you can be is yourself! ~ Unknown. 

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