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Team Ahimsa ▼ My Turn ▼ For
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Words: 299 Nirmala peered into the mirror hanging on her bedroom wall. She went so close, her nose touched the glass. The surface fogged where she exhaled. “Stop lying to me.” There. She had said it. It had taken every ounce of energy she possessed, but the words were out. “Stop lying to me.” She stood up straight and squared her shoulders. No more lies. But then came the next step, which was even more frightening. Facing the truth. She glanced at the mirror. Was she ready for this? No, she wasn't. Surely it could wait ... ? Surely to stop lying was enough for the first step? "Nirmala! Do it, now." She returned to the mirror. This time, she didn't bend. She looked at her reflection squarely in the eye. "Tell me the truth," she ordered herself. She was surprised at how strongly her voice came out. It sounded like an almost-shout. "Tell me the truth." She blinked, once, twice. Then she spoke again, and her voice was steady. "You are beautiful only on the outside, Nirmala. Yes, you won Miss City, but what's the point of that, when you weren't grateful to the people who helped you do it?" She gulped, but forced herself to go on. "You are ugly on the inside, Nirmala. You use people, you backbite. Your so-called beauty is only skin deep." Then she threw back her head and laughed. A high pitched laugh that ricocheted off the walls. When she looked back at her reflection, the fogging was not on the glass, it was in her eyes. The tears fell freely. As she wiped them away, she said, "But you can change your truth, Nirmala, and you're going to start today. You'll be beautiful both inside and outside and then there'll be no need for lies." |