The teen looked at the mirror desperately. She wore a bright blue tank top and jeans and held a camera in her hands.She shoved her locks into different positions while posing for a ' pretty picture'.
"Yea right! . How would the photo EVER look amazing !. It's anyways ME who is in it". She sighed , as she threw the camera onto her bed and squashed herself between the pillows.
" Sweets! , why don't you just get downstairs and have dinner. I'm feeling really tired after work ." Her mom peeped in through the bedroom door and gazed at her , with a soft smile.
"Mom! . Why do I look so ugly . I mean , I looked very cute when I was young. See , my nose is small , and ... and my eyes are not blue and almond shaped like Jessy's. And my hair .. ". Mom cut her short.
"Harsha, I'm not going to lecture you , over this once again. You look beautiful right now , and you always were. You friends are gorgeous too , but it's not the outside that counts , dear. You have to be radiant with inner beauty. Besides .."
"Okay , I get it ."
Harsha slumped on the chair as her mom set the plates . She looked warily , at her surroundings as her mom wiped the wet plates , and took the parathas from the oven. Mom talked to Harsha , all about her day at work .
"Mom ! , when is dada coming ?!"
"He told me that he'd arrive from his trip , tomorrow evening."
" I see , okay mom- I'm hitting the bed. I feel very tired after school today. and, don't worry - I completed all my homework ."
The orange hue of Harsha's bedroom brightened as the sun rose. She woke up with a jerk , with the alarm ring piercing her ears. She grumbled something about waking up early in the morning for school , and freshened up in a few minutes.
Again , she stood in front of the mirror and tried out different tops.
" Her mom rushed upstairs and flew open the door. " Harsha , I could see you're bus heading for Nancy's stop. Get ready , it 'll reach here in some time"
Harsha pulled on her lavender dress, in a jiffy . She had no time , to cake some make up on her face. Mom took the comb , and ran it through her daughter's hair several times.
Harsha,whooshed the school bag onto her shoulders and gulped down the warm milk. She was ready for school .
The bus arrived , almost as soon as she reached the stop . Harsha, entered the bus , and waved her mom good bye. But . there was something different about the bus today. Some of the kids were staring at her. And the sound levels had turned low - with people whispering and staring at each other.
Harsha blushed , and focused on the floor of the bus , till she got down to her seat .
Little did Harsha know , that all the people in the bus stared at her because she looked wonderful today. She looked beautiful , with her curly locks of hair bouncing and her lavender dress perfectly fitted on her body.
Jeremy , who sat next to Harsha winked as she told " Harsha Ravishankar. You look GORGEOUS today ! "
Harsha smiled at Jeremy. " Jeez , thankyou Jeremy ." She could feel her ears burn red hot , and she managed a smile - and thought :
" Pfft. Yeah , right - they are playin a prank on me. The WHOLE bus. "
You have to be radiant with inner beauty.
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