My curve is the first curve you felt when you were still a baby. The first curve you touched with your mouth looking for breastmilk. The first curve you smelled and you have been calling it ‘mother’ to remember it forever.
As you grew, you learnt about every shape of my curve whenever you saw me in front of your eyes, naked or fully dressed. That was the beginning of how you praise me from all the women and at the same time you got scared too because you heard that my beauty will not last.
Little did you know, that, my outer beauty is just a shell covering my deepest inner beauty. But you do not want to go deep into myself to explore me.
Then, everytime you saw me showing my beauty through my boldness, outspoken, persevereness,resilience, fierce,wise, charm or calm, you mocked me with your cowardness to turn me down with your power of patriarchy.
Dili, October 2018
It’s 10 pm, you already fell asleep
It’s 12 am, and my mind cannot sleep
I tossed to left, I tossed to right
Still I cannot get myself right
On this cotton bed cover
I shed my tears, getting myself uncover
I know you do hear me sobbing
But your ears may have no opening
Here, in our bedroom, I am crying
But here, also in our bedroom, you remain deafening.
Do wake up early before the sunrise
Get yourself ready to school
Do study hard everyday and do not you be lazy
Because only with all of this
One day you will earn a bun of bread in your hand
And so my mum advised me.
Later as I grow up, I got a decent job after spending many years at school and college.
Mum said ‘see, you did earn your one bun of bread now’.
I smiled briefly but then inside me, I realized that I am longing for another bun of bread. Perhaps the one that I have not found yet.
If you can see the flaw in others is actually a missing piece of the mosaic you need to complete with the best piece you have with you
You will understand that all of us are indeed just a combination of complex fragile pieces to form a beautiful mosaical figure the world could ever praise
If you let yourself study the function of each small components in an engine for a while
You will be amazed on how every small thing plays crucial role in a complex operating system of that engine
If you can feel that a roar of lion’s mouth does not reflect the strength of its appearance
You will learn that a surrender of the prey is either not a sign of weakness
If you are so mesmerized by the beauty of the shining apple
You may need to be aware of the maggot it may have inside
If you know how the world’s most beautiful place can be destroyed in a second
You will realize that we are all just a particle of dust dissolved in this universe.
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