The black sheep

Thank god... somebody is doing something. I truly hate the fair and lovely campaigns. I hate the 'become blemish free' campaigns.. "no more dark spots" campaign. The actresses who do it, undergo tons of cosmetic surgeries to get that face in the first place. They do these ad campaigns so that they can lead a luxurious life after their beauty fails them..and most filmmakers are too short sighted to hire them for their talents.

Anyway, hats off Nandita. We loved you always - with or without this campaign.

So, coming to my story... as I have mentioned a billion times before, I belong to a family of average lookers. We don't even have great bods. We're padakkus. We are hard working women. We're emotionally strong. Each one of us has faced extreme situations and we managed to hold our life together. But.. I am married to a family where most people are fair skinned, good looking and of small build. They look feminine.. they have fair hands, beautiful skin, long black hair.. everything that is an epitome of 'womanly'. So, I am literally the black sheep. How does one cope up in such a family? The worst thing is family pictures and functions.. when you try so hard to look presentable and not sweat so much and others, with just a dash of lip stick, flutter around in gorgeous clothes which you can never fit into, in colours which would look gaudy on you. What do you do?
Your ego takes a beating. Your confidence does fail you. You do become jealous and miserable. 
You know who you are.. but the world looks at your face. The opening conversations start with your face and weight. It takes a long time to get past that uncomfortable zone ... most of the times there is not enough time or patience in the other person to look beyond.. the impressions stops at your face. You have no chance to reveal how talented you are..how efficient you are.. how beautiful you are.. inside. You meet such people everyday. It's untrue that the more you meet the more strong you become. Sometimes these uncalled for missiles injure all borders. They deform you more than the natural aging process. They push you into pits which stink.. from which you cannot really crawl back... Sometimes I wish that a burka is mandatory for all.

What you lose:
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You get to see your wife after you're married (that's a small price you pay for the benefits I am gonna list)

Estee Lauder - may go bankrupt.

Cosmetic surgeons may have to pick up gynecology or cardiology or neurology.

Spas may branch out into fitness centers.

You will not have the luxury of watching Deepika Padukone's beautiful face in a movie.

Movie makers can no longer use beautiful women to attract the male crowd to theatres.
They have have to make good stories or show nature at its best... or use music.

There will no longer be 'love at first sight'. I hope 'love' will still remain.

But.. what you gain:
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More wives will remain happy because everyday Katrina doesn't appear on TV to torture you..
More husbands will remain happy because as far as they know their wife is the most beautiful.
You will not bitch about your best friend just because she is beautiful.

You will remain FAIR, under the protection of burka. Have you seen women wearing burkas - how fabulous skin they have? Maybe Estee Lauder can make burkas - which moisturize, which are scented, etc so as to remain in business.

Tamil directors HOPEFULLY will hire more talented,dusky heroines instead of FAIR and LOVELY ones.

Women save a lot of money because you no longer need that bottle of fair and lovely or monthly facials. You may become amazingly rich....

There will be a rapid decrease of 'depressed' people.

Everyone will suddenly realize that you have more time, more money and more peace of mind with this rule...

The list seems endless....Why would someone not want this rule?