‘Pick me up,’ said the big, bold jhumkas that still remained unwrapped,
‘ Please, use me!’ Said the extra dark smoky kohl eyeliner that was due for expiry,
‘ Let me kiss your lips!’ Whispered the bright red glossy lipstick that stayed concealed in the vanity pouch since long,
‘ Wear me, dearie!’ Cooed the red sleeveless blouse that remained neatly folded beneath a paraphernalia of clothes in her cupboard…
Her hands trembled as she gathered them all with great trepidation,
Her mind pulsated with questions;
‘ What if ?!!’
‘ How will?!!’
‘ Maybe ?!’
‘ At this age?!’

As she looked up at the mirror with hesitation,
The mirror replied ‘ Honey! You look beautiful…
If not now, when?!
Age is just a number,
Don’t care two hoots about those jibes and taunts,
Go, live your life, it’s time to flaunt!’

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