First thing you notice about her is her curly hair. Curly, as in South-Indian curly – jet black as the night! Several will want to get entangled and never experience freedom. The eyes big as saucers with lots of mischief threatening to sweep you off your feet in unimagined ways. Again black – pitch black! In a fair face, with the typical hexagonal shape deities are sketched by Indian artists. Laughter bubbling at every instance. Maturity and a sense of purpose in the carriage. All of twenty-five and telling life “Here I come!!”
Tall with a straight bearing, regal stance, sharp features, almond eyes with an intelligent and proud sparkle in them. A strong voice and purposeful frown on the face is what catches your attention. Of the mettle women were made of, during Rani of Jhansi’s time. You could well imagine her fighting a war and winning it too. Maybe, that’s what is enormously beautiful about her. Writing is unmistakable – “I came up the winner in spite of all that life has dealt me.”
A Mona Lisa smile, taking on the world without so much of a trace of what wounds lie hidden underneath. Enormous energy to help people and an immense ability for love and compassion for others, having received none herself. Charming and indispensable to all who know her. Of the clan who nurtured societies and build bridges. “I have quit fighting, I long for peace and love!!”
This is not the beauty revered in cosmetic advertisements. Not attributed to women dissatisfied with their outward appearance. This beauty shines from within on faces of women, who least think of cosmetics, who are unaware, they are beautiful. Women who know their core and are satisfied with their inner person. UNSUNG, NO DOUBT, BUT EXTREMELY BEAUTIFUL ALL THE SAME.