Dark and Lovely

I have been fairly dusky (pun intended) all my life. However, my mother feels I was fair when I was an infant and she finds it a mystery that I turned ‘slightly’ dusky. I can confidently say I was born dusky. The love for kids will make mothers blind or make them forget that black and white photos don’t give clarity or proof to the complexion.

If complexion gives an inferiority complex, it does not come as a shock. It has happened for ages and still does. However, for the upbringing I had , I least cared for what others said of my complexion. It takes importance more so because my sister is fair-skinned.

"Your Sis is very beautiful, isn’t she? She is fairer than you " or some such form was a very familiar observation and pronouncement I used to hear from relatives.

"Thank God, I am not beautiful. Else someone would fall in love with me and I would be compelled to go for love marriage. It would then be a head-ache for parents, isn’t it?” I would say with giggles.
That would suffice to shut their mouths, more often than not. I guess, they also got wary of their fair-skinned daughters and their love affairs!!


My sis is indeed beautiful, more for the person that she is than for the complexion she possesses. It didn’t need relatives to know that. I am so happy how we dealt with it so maturely even when we were kids. Never jealous or irritated with what others had to blurt. All goes to my parents who never once brought such bias or thoughts on to us.


I consider beauty-parlours the places where the inferiority complex is cashed upon. The more ugly(?!!) adjectives are given, thick eye-brows, dusky skin, rough feet, body hair etc, more the money is spent. After all, in a world where external beauty weighs more than the soul, people might be willing to be beautiful, rather look so. Not that I don’t visit parlours, but most certainly not to gain confidence! That has to come from within.

“ Ma’am, it would be good to get a bleach and facial done for your skin is dusky”,said the lady in the parlour.
“ No thanks” is all I had to say. Now that needs confidence, doesn’t it? I was more proud than what I could have been had I got it done for the sole reason that she suggested it.

Black is beautiful! Come on! You don’t think so? Ask you parents if they are ok with Love marriages?? :P

P.S: I do not belong to any Sena that opposes Love Marriages. Just love the look on parents’ faces when they get wary!! :D