Upashana's Blog

You live in a small house away from town  Where poverty and suffering always lets you down One day I'll be rich and live in the city you think But little did you know your dreams would shatter in a blink As you turn twenty two one day Off to the city you go your way  Struggle  to find a job doesn’t end To the city life you’re unable to blend Soon one day a lady approaches you A job offer in a big city ahead she threw You become mesmerized and happy again But the lady had a business of selling men They held you in an apartment and took your passport away To fill documents you’d be photographed the next day It was strange but you believed them Next, you were put on a plane with a fake passport and a fake name After landing you were taken to an apartment  Where you were ordered to make ten thousand dollars without a penny being spent For 11 months waitressing at a nightclub was your job But one day you saw a police car pull up  Instead of running you let the police...

You wake up with a cluttered brain and a pounding heart  Should I get up? Is the question that  you keep on asking yourself  What if today is just like yesterday? What if it’s worse? These fears keep running until you finally prepare yourself to get up You know you’ve completed your biggest task for today  But why does it not feel good?  You take a step ahead and see yourself in the mirror  You don’t see anything pretty or surprising  All you see is your flaws, your scar and all the things people point out as ugly about you You wonder how people can have the courage to look into the mirror every day  How they have the courage to think of themselves as pretty or beautiful ? When all you see is the worst example of beauty But who set these examples for you ? And why do you care about what others think ? You ask this to yourself and realise its not you Its not you who is ugly but the thoughts  inside those people who define your beauty for you Y...