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From the point of view of a GIRL

 As we are having a trend in India that shows a girl to be a person with outer beauty but to be honest it is i think drastically affecting our thinking, consciousness that from the very young age most of children in India start watching these things and this creates a wrong image in their mind that the measure of a girl's status is its physical appearance and not her education, humanity etc. From the point of a girl, she would never like that someone judge her on the basis of her physical appearance.

As a girl i would say being pretty is good but being beautiful is very important.

A boy is never asked weather what's his skin colour is, what's his physical appearance is but when it comes to a girl her skin colour matters, she should be slim(society's rule) and sadly, even today we are not completely free!!!!

Nobody ever says that a boy must know how to cook food and how to sew etc. but a girl is forced to learn these things with out even her wish. We want freedom. 

Most importantly from the very childhood we are taught that the MAN IS MASCULINE but truly speaking it is not true.....a girl is a more powerful person but we are never told to show our strength hence, most of the girls bear torture because they arre told that you are weak so you can't overcome your sufferings given by a more powerful man....SHAME ON THIS MODERNITY.... we are good at many aspects.

                 WE ARE THE BEST!!!!

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