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While I was growing up, I was always that gawky teenager who would hunch and try and hide from the World. I always felt “not so confident” in my body. I would ask myself the usual questions, why do I have to be tall while all my friends aren’t? Why do I have boobs? Why do
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That pretty face you see up there with all that hair, that is me. (No modesty in this generation I tell you!)
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” I am a material girl, in this material World”, Madonna wrote this song and it resonates with me every single time I buy anything. I am not kidding you. Sometimes the tune gets into my head while walking down aisles shopping for washing detergent too. It’s a tough life and I am living it.
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Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life. The evening beam that smiles the clouds away, and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
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I am reflection of my deeds. Love myself I do. Not everything, but I love the good as well as the bad. I love my crazy lifestyle, and I love my hard discipline. I love my freedom of speech and the way my eyes get dark when I’m tired. I love that I have learned
MANASVI SHARMA BAWA 