Love Yourself: This Valentine's Day Be Your Own Hero

She sighed and closed her eyes. She knew that this wasn’t an easy decision, but she didn’t have a choice… Neither had she wanted one. Outside, the rain had picked up. A greyish dullness was visible through the window and aside from the tapping of raindrops, everything was silent. And yet, she wasn’t alone. She pulled up herself from the armchair and walked to the window. Few kids playing in the roadside puddles and enjoying the rain caught her attention. She thought about walking out and joining them if only to have an excuse to divert her mind.

As she stared, she found—without her permission—her mind drifting to the past. The images she’d been trying to block were now free and flashing incessantly in front of her eyes. Who was she back then? Who was she now? On the surface, the questions seemed very easy. The answers became clear as her own journey unfolded in front of her eyes. She had a little fight in her… and every time she built enough courage, her voice would echo through the sky. Every time she thought of giving up, life gave her a reason to hold on. Every time she thought of breaking down, life gave her a reason to get up. Every time she thought she’d lost her strength, life gave her a new challenge to face head-on.

Every time she thought of breaking down, life gave her a reason to get up. Every time she thought she’d lost her strength, life gave her a new challenge to face head-on. Be your own hero.

She wasn’t complete, but she had enough. She changed. She returned as an altogether different person. Now with different priorities and a different mindset. Now, with a very little less love left inside her, but with a little bit more strength. She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for who she was. There was a science to her genius, her madness, her beauty… and there was nothing she couldn’t accomplish. No longer she wanted to be pretty and convenient. She was now bold and fierce. Whatever she wanted, she took –with nothing on but a smile.

No longer she wanted to be pretty and convenient. She was now bold and fierce. Whatever she wanted, she took –with nothing on but a smile.

The sound of someone’s footsteps brought her back to reality. She turned around and saw the maid holding her cup of coffee. She grabbed that and smiled. She turned towards the window. The rain had slowed down to a drizzle and there was slight sunshine. The dullness was now retreating back making space for the sunshine. The sunlight filtered through the window and touched her eyes. And a small smile touched the corner of her lips. Just like that, her life also was now adopting the sunshine and she realized that—yes! She had changed, but for the better. And suddenly, everything was beautiful…

She always wanted a hero. Since she couldn’t find one, she became one. The way she viewed the world was nothing more but a reflection of herself.

The views expressed are the author's own.