Yes I am not beautiful…

I am curvy…

I feel ashamed , embarrassed of facing the world…

I could hear the laughs , the murmurs and the giggles…

left alone..

I went to my mother with teary eyes and asked , “why I am not beautiful mother ? no one likes me..”

Mom smiled ..kissed me on my forehead and said , ” Dear , always remember ,

not every flower has fragrance… but they are rare , the most attractive and demanding ones !!

So your special and unique..” @surbhisays

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