Wrecked yet beautiful.

She walks around carelessly with no clue about her destination. A little lost, she fumbles at places. Her eyes narrate some long forgotten story of melancholy while she tries covering it with happiness and,  smiles in the middle of nowhere. A sad soul with an enchanting smile. Could broken look anymore beautiful? Probably not.

At times, she is found sitting amidst the sea shores. With a little ripped notebook in her hand, she seems to be having profound conversations with the sea waves. Every time the waves touch her feet and goes back, she scribbles something in those worn out pages. What could it be? Maybe, she inks about her dreams, her emotions, her desires that come out of oblivion with the ushering sea waves. The storms of life might have wrecked her but, her soul doesn't belittle her.

You know who she is?

She is the kind of girl who loves the imperfect self, owns up her mistake and proudly flaunts her scars.

She is the kind of girl who doesn't make ordinary look beautiful. For, she believes that “ordinary is beautiful”.

© Sheerin Naz.

A princess, A warrior.

I believe in fairytales. I believe in happily ever afters. I believe in beautiful forevers. The only thing I deny to believe is the existence of a prince in every fairytale, happily ever afters and beautiful forevers.

I don't need a prince to hold my crown high and complete my fairytale. I am a princess who can carve her happily ever after all by herself and ink her beautiful forever like a warrior.

I am much more than just a pretty face and this is the reason I am sailing through the tides inspite of having all the reasons to drown.

© Sheerin Naz.

Beyond Beauty!

"You look beautiful". A compliment she used to get every now and then.

"Thank you". She would respond gracefully with a smile which was beautiful yet brief.

Everyone loves compliments. She wasn't any different but, with time the need of being known as a person and not someone who was just "beautiful" had started haunting her. She craved for a life that was beyond the typical standards of beauty.

"Did anyone tell you that your eyes speak a lot"? A guy sitting next to her in the coffee shop said.

"Excuse me"? She was startled.

"I am sorry but, you cannot be excused. Your eyes speak volumes. I guess you have lots of stories that need to be voiced".

And, there she was, speaking her heart out in a random rendezvous with a stranger who now was a passionate listener. Someone who wanted to hear how she felt and was least bothered about how she "looked".

© Sheerin Naz.