There, once lived a girl,
A girl so beautiful, so charming,
A girl as white as milk and as
precious as a gem…
A girl so enthralling yet so
simple…
A girl of everyone’s dreams’…
She lived happily, with her
family,
Her mamma, her dad and her lil
brother…
She loved them, more than anyone
could ever love,
They were her world, her life and
the basis of her existence…
But, she had stalkers following
her, because she was beautiful,
The ones who were impolite, who
knew about her whereabouts,
The ones who tried to track her
every move, every location…
She was scared…
She tried to run away but the raucous
guys didn’t stop following her,
She didn’t tell anything to her
family,
She was scared of ruining her
status in the society,
She stayed quiet… Cuz she was terrified…
The situation ruined, the
stalkers made it difficult for her to go out…
They proposed her in the market,
held her hand in front of the crowd…
They spent hours in front of her
house; they harassed her lil brother,
She couldn’t take it more…
It was getting too much,
So, she slapped the guy at the
market…
The situation ruined, the guy
forgot his courtesy,
He trailed her every now and
then,
He offended her in front of her
friends…
And the news reached her father,
Her father kept her locked in her
room,
Her father stopped her from going
out,
He was afraid…
After all the family’s prestige
was at stake…
He taunted the beautiful daughter
for her fault…
But she wasn’t at fault, she
knew…
The fault lied in that beautiful
face, which she was born with,
She regretted being attractive to
boy’s eyes…
And she could take it no more,
She went to her room and smudged
that beautiful face,
She wanted to kill the culprit…
She pierced the knife on her
flawless face,
Blood poured down from her
cheeks,
She cried, but no one was there
to hear her in that locked room,
And she was successful,
She killed the very face she was
proud of,
He killed her soul, she killed
her spirit…
Yet, she lived,
She lived as the girl who
regretted being born beautiful…
She lived being maimed and crying
on the bed...
She lived now, as the ugly girl
with scars on her face…
She lived now with no one
following her… ….
