Beauty is reality. It's being who you truly are. It's being positive after every breaking point you have. It’s getting over your past. Beauty is free. It's empty of any dull materialistic routines. Beauty is how someone holds himself. The way a faint smile leaves the mouth. It's the way your mother hugs you after a very long day or even the way back home when you’ve been too long away. Beauty is gold qualities of heart. It's the lack of hatred and jealousy. Beauty, my dear is everything, and anything, and you.

Not one bad or good experience can define the true meaning of Love. Some people fall for the wrong ones and falling in love isn't something that we can control. But even if you fell for the wrong person and you got pretty damaged, never give up on love. Love is beautiful with the right person.

Since I was a little girl, I was taught to behave in a specific way because I'm a girl, to dream specific dreams that are only allowed for girls, such as taking a good degree - not to make a successful career, but to marry a good rich man with a high position in society, so I can live happily ever after.