Until the age of eighteen, I had been thinking of world as a perfect place,

The flaws are loved and the people owning their individualities are embraced.

But at the age of eighteen, I understood that the world was masked,

When “why I had to be so skinny?”, was the question, the girl standing next to me asked.

Maybe she was joking or maybe she wasn’t, but it made me wonder if fat-shaming was so disgraceful, then why thin-shaming had to be right?

I wished to interrupt her, but society had taught me that being called skinny wasn’t something for which I should be putting up a fight.

Yes, I am skinny and I don’t find that anything less beautiful, because I have unique size of my own,

Does my not so perfect body size really deserve to be amongst the reasons why the seeds of self hatred had to been sown?

My thoughts struggled through my mind, but out of the fear of being a lone voice in the wilderness, I kept quiet,

However if calling someone skinny, matchstick, pencil wasn’t offensive then why was it so wrong joking about the cellulite?

Body shaming cannot be justified, no matter which size was being made fun of, fat or thin,

Because this is my body, and I am much more than the trillions of my cells, there’s much more beneath my skin..

That was the day I decided that I had to raise a voice, for my body, for the trillions of the cells, I had to stand,

And no matter how trivial thin-shaming seemed to the mortals, it had to be banned.

It had to be banned for all those young girls and boys who are trying hard to love themselves,

It had to be banned so that each and everyone would completely accept themselves.

Fat or skinny, curves or bones, it’s​ your body, you have to fight, enough of putting on a brave face,

For somebody who believes in spreading love, Why self love is so difficult for you to embrace?

As I grew up, I realized it isn’t only the body size that was disgraced,

When I heard of a guy being called monster just because he had a dark face.

Why didn’t you see that, the light that was shining from him had begun to fade?

Why didn’t you see, he was already trying hard to fit in, and you made it even harder for him to accept?

Dark or fair, it’s just a colour, it’s just a shade,

But you turned a deaf ear to him, justifying the absurd norms, society has made.

Beauty is unfathomable, It not only has different shapes and sizes, but also has its own shades,

And we should love others, accepting them for their strengths and flaws, so that the faith of people in the humanity never fades.