Silence makes you sick . In the epoch of women empowerment, we refuse to believe harsh reality. Why is it so hard to accept the road to truthfulness. A couple of hours ago, I was devastated and agitated by a story of a girl for whom I would refuse to be into her shoes even in ma terriblest nightmares. Number three she quoted, and I can still recall those phonetics that came out of her pale rosy lips which were colored by pastel red shade. ‘Three’ Years she was forced to a sexual abuse by her own dearest member. At the age of eight, it started and that innocent soul was unaware of what was happening to her flawless sensitive skin. A slight touch on her crotch would leave her soul to ashes till date. That adorable girl with ebony hair, apricot skin and radiant pupils must have shred countless tears, numerous woes and a life she could never dare to trust again. But the abuse was not enough, after ten years of silent cries she gathered the courage to speak up not because she wanted to
With the dynamic world and adjusting with new epoch we have lost patience. We keep on doing things and that is what we are all supposed to do. Most of the time, we overthink and anticipate the results and worry about the things not happening in the way we want them to happen. Imagine, when a perfect cup of coffee is being served to you, what takes it so long is that, it is garnished with the perfect dark ebony color and brewed as it is supposed to be. The delicious drop filtering down the filter paper and each drop is essential to fuse its taste with the fifty shades of ghana beans. It takes time, it takes patience for the best to come to you. This is life all about, being patient, else you won’t enjoy the perfect cup of happiness. There would be many to come to you and tell you that wait is worthless but the end result has to be tasted by you so its up to you to decide if you wanna have a perfect cup of happiness or being pissed off on what’s not done according to you. Do