This is a story about one person which reflects the story of most girls, moreso, ladies, out there. A girl wonders what her life is all about and what her life will mean in years to come. She is faced with a million and one questions each day that demand instant solutions or anwers to. A girl is sad and happy, but mostly sad concerning issues she herself hasn't figured out yet.
A girl goes to the market and meets a nice guy. She goes to church or mosque, party, shopping mall, beach, poolside, salon, restaurant. And almost anywhere she goes, she meets someone she is attracted to, or who finds her attractive. She battles with her heart on the one guy to settle with. And fights the more with her emotions on who to keep away from, or who to keep as a friend.
A girl's friends are her closest family. They are the ones she spends the most of her times with. Friends define who a girl is and who she would be because they help her define her path in life. Her friends tell her who to love and who to hate. They tell her where to go and what to wear to every place. A friend will show a girl what's her worth by being the first to applaud or reproach her every move. When a girl has a problem, her friends are the first to know. Her consolation comes first from her closest companions, as they are mostly present to share in her pain.
A girl survives robbery, heartbreaks, family loss, rape, examination failure, loss of job, divorce, rejection. One time, she innocently visited her male friend and was met with attempted rape. She survived. Another time, she lost her boyfriend to a more curvier and prettier young woman... her crime? Maybe just trusting and loving too much. Still she survives. Most of her plans are shattered by unplanned occurences. Yet what does she do? She just survives it all.
A girl dreams. She is told not to dream too big or else remain lonely for the rest of her life. "Get out there and put yourself up for someone to find you attractive. Live your life in such a way that you will appear as a 'keeper' (whatever that meant)", they cry out to her. Can't a girl just be herself and be who she demands to be? Dreams are meant to be free. A girl must then be made to dream freely and daringly. A girl can be a teacher and not an engineer, says the rules. Since when did these sort of limitations define a person? Why then should it define who a girl should be?
A Girl's story lies in her diary. Most girls keep one, because they never forget any event of their lives. They never forget who loved them the most, who pushed them to the limit, or who hailed them the more. Until the day when a girl is given the platform to share her views, a girl will never stop hoping and believing. Every girl has a story to tell...
Justica Anima
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justicaanima.com
adjeianima@gmail.com
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