Why does everyone have to remind you about what they think about your body like its a public service message?
Why are people so bent upon reminding you that you don't fit their ideal standards?
I honestly don't care Auntie if that pimple on my face, that natural eyebrow, the colour of my skin or my extra round curvy figure hurts you, because it shouldn't.
I honestly don't care Auntie if you think I'm never going to find someone because believe me if I have to find someone as judgmental as you, I'm better of being single for life.
I honestly don't care Auntie if you feel I'm not "lady-like", because guess what, I wasn't born to live up-to your expectations. My wild laugh, my casual dressing, my wake-up face, my competitiveness...is what I'd prefer someone to fall for, not the fake ideal you want me to present.
You know Auntie I don't care if you think I will only find a life partner if I learn to cook, because I'm not looking for someone who adores my skills as a chef, I'm looking for someone who adores me for being myself.
I honestly don't care Auntie if you think I should wax more often, because guess what I'm not blonde and no matter how often I do so, those tiny black strands will still make you cringe as if they're piercing through your ski instead.
I honestly don't care Auntie if you think I'm way too curvy, because guess what I know that too. And even though I'm also trying to live a more healthy lifestyle, those extra pounds don't bother me enough to be the biggest thing on my mind.
I honestly don't care Auntie if you think being an ambitious girl makes me less of a woman, because guess what Auntie, unlike you I want to define myself on my own, not leave myself to be defined by stereotypes.
And now Auntie please don't turn to my brother and begin the same old rant.
Don't tell him that being arrogant and insensitive will define his manhood, because that defines being a jerk.
Don't expect him to boss everyone around, because believe me you don't but most people appreciate humanity, chivalry and care, and so does he.
Don't expect him to have an ideal muscular body, because he's strong enough to still be there for others and that's what truly matters, not the size of his biceps.
Don't begin your rant about how he should like a hero, because guess what Auntie when he cares for and protects those close to his heart, he already becomes a hero for them. Your materialistic definition is useless.
Don't tell him that he'll never find a girl until he's "well-established" because he wants to build a life with his life partner, not stage a setup to have someone enter his life.
Don't tell him that men aren't supposed to be emotional, because men are humans bound to feel too, stop forcing him to shove of his sensitiveness in a corner. If he doesn't feel, he wouldn't realize, and then he'll only hurt others like you do with your words.
Don't tell him to overpower women, because he loves all the women in his life and wants to be there for them forever, he isn't numb and callous like you.
Just leave us alone Auntie, stop forcing us to be Rishta-Appropriate.
Companionship is a beautiful part of everyone's life, but not the goal, and certainly not at the cost of loosing their self in the battle to fit in your "society's standards".
