I stood in front of the mirror, my eyes shut tightly. My heart was beating so loudly, the thumping could be heard all around the room, my palm was moist with sweat, my throat parched.
My life passed before my eyes like a blur. Every time I stood before this mirror and looked at myself, how I hated the sight I saw. This was not me, not the real me. I was trapped here, how I wished I could change this exterior self. But first I had to fight a lot of demons, the inner ones were the toughest to conquer.
I had to fight the world, friends, neighbours, society, I had to fight Maa and Baba before that. Would they understand me, accept me for who I truly am?
I wished a miracle would happen, after all they do happen to lucky people, the chosen ones. I would wake up one day and everything would be different, I would be the person I always wanted to be. I would look at myself in the mirror and blow a kiss to the new me, not wish shatter the glass into a thousand pieces like I always wish to do now.
But then I had my epiphany, and I knew I had to create my own miracle, take a leap of faith, embrace myself.
Today as I stand before the mirror, the real me Sheena and not the Sheena who was trapped in the body of Sathish, I smile even before I open my eyes. Slowly and steadily I open my eyes and look at myself in the mirror. The few scars from the surgery will lighten and disappear with time I was told.
I smile, my shiny white teeth gleaming and blow myself a kiss. Miracles do happen but only when you trust yourself to take the first step towards making it come true.
‘I’m Writing Bravely for the Write Tribe Festival of Words – March 2019’. The 2 prompts that I have used are the picture prompt and the word prompt “Miracle”.