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An Open Letter To The Parlor Wali That Told Me I Gained Weight

I occasionally come together with my friends on Sunday and go to the milking parlor. Nothing special, maybe just a blowdry or bleach, the usual laundry list of every Pakistani girl.

So as planned, last Sunday was the same as any other Sunday spa day. My friend Ailia, my sister and I came together for breakfast and then went to the EPS *.

(* = Every Pakistani Salon, I made this alias because this story literally applies to each and every one of you who has been to a salon in Pakistan.)

Source: DHA Today

At first everything was fine, in fact it was great! We had a great time and apart from the aunts who insisted on sitting between the three of us, we all had a ball of a time! Finally it was time to go. Ailia and I were done with our nails and as soon as we got up to leave, it happened.

The companion, without even greeting me, said: "Monkey bohot moti ho gaye hai."

acha ? & # 39; Where an other salon girl in the salon, carefully grasps the feet of another woman, WITHOUT EVEN SEEN, said

" Rooster, kaafi ziada especially thighs peh . "

At this point I really did not know what to do and left the salon without saying another word.

I was LIVID.

I walked up and down the ramp of the salon, annoyed and angry. I wanted to go there, scream and shout and tell them they would not talk to such customers, that they would not talk to someone like that.

Source: Pics.urduwire.com

And do you know what? The worst thing was that I immediately started to tell myself that I would not eat anything for the rest of the day and convinced myself that I was coming. LIKE !?

I did not even know these women and they did not know me. Apart from the nonchalant hello's and gossip when they did my eyebrows, we knew nothing about each other.

I went home and tried to remove the incident from my mind. Later in the evening some of my friends were gone, so of course I fled. And not so much a surprise, they all had the same experience. They had all been to different salons but witnessed the same thing I did. It was horrible. We all had different experiences, but exactly the same reaction. Shyness, aversion and anger.

These women pick on our skin, on our hair and on our weight. In a space where we are supposed to be relaxed and at ease with ourselves, we are carefully examined and examined.

And besides, although this piece about this behavior goes into our salons, it does not mean that it is not in our daily lives. Pakistani Women have the habit (which sometimes seems more like a hobby), to choose in every aspect of our lives.

I have met women in this country who want to know more about my personal life than my own life mother.

Like, what the hell is there. NO WONDER women have so many problems in this country, we are dealing with men and women who break each other down.

And it is not as if I have not experienced this before. Countless times on countless occasions, I have been told the same thing, as are hundreds of other women who come into a salon. If it is not my thighs, it is my skin. If it is not my skin, it is my hair. There is ALWAYS something wrong with me.

Source: Saloni.PK

But amidst all my shrieks and sorrow and anger, I had a bit of a revelation.

To the woman at EPS who told me that I was getting fat: I do not care

I am tired of being told how I should look. I am tired of being told how to fix my face, my hair, my nails, my personality, my choices – my life.

I will no longer allow people who do not matter to influence things that

All women in this country who live according to the rules and ethics of & # 39 ; Log kya kehen gae & # 39; have distorted it and they are not the women I want in my life. With every march, with every foot fetish, and with every good thing of the ladies in this generation of Pakistani women, there is no room for hatred. There is no room for primitive ways, thinking and first and foremost boundaries.

There is room for positivity, empowerment of women and love. A lot and a lot of love. So for all my ladies out there, the next time someone tells you that your skin is not as fair as it should be, your hair is not long as it should be or you've gained a little weight, please do NOT listen to them. You are only as strong as your beliefs and as confident as your mind allows you to be. Be who you are, be proud of who you are, extra eight, short hair, pimples and all.

Love you.

Has this ever happened to you? Have you ever said anything back to these women? What other cases should we have? Do not worry about & # 39; Log kya kahein gae & # 39; hum kuch nahi kahein gae . Let us know in the comments below!

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