Hey everyone! Greetings from a Sunday night, a summer night to the bones of the sky.
This article is the English version of the article “Kestane Şekeri”
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Joe Cocker — Unchain My Heart
I would like to talk about some pink blinds that came to my mind while chatting with a friend the other day.
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I have never liked pink, and I do not avoid mentioning that too. While I like to feel and be colorful, always saying “but not pink” seemed a bit rough when I looked from the outside. I said something like a slogan next to my friend.
I am not pink. I don’t have to be pink.
She loved it, also agreed. :)
Nobody asks if we should include or exclude pink. You don’t need to create remorse, explain yourself, just let it flow.
I realized that somewhere inside me is proud that they don’t like pink. You are not like a girl. Your favorite color isn’t pink. It’s like if you are, you become anything, you become weak. It’s like you’re in a low place. As if being a girl is a bad thing. I’m not going to get into toxic positivity, but being a Girl is a beautiful thing. It feels good to be able to learn and to feel, little by little. It can be continued until Nil Karaibrahimgil’s Do It Like a Girl. :)
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You can get help to carry something heavy on your body. You shouldn’t feel powerless when someone offers it. It doesn’t mean the man is superior to the woman; it doesn’t mean why don’t you work out more weight; that means help. That’s a nice thing. Not everything is mutual, and not everything has to be concrete. If something nice happens, you don’t get into debt. If people are doing some favors, it won’t always be bad. Maybe it happens often, but that doesn’t mean “always”. It is necessary to enjoy something beautiful; it is not a matter of mind to question whether I deserve it or not.
Life passes by, “Do it, work and succeed.”
Best Regards to My Youth (The Butterfly’s Life Secrets)
Gençliğime Sevgilerimle (Kelebeğin Hayat Sırları) Nil Karaibrahimgil
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If I gain weight, I’ll be ugly
I get annoyed if I talk too much
I would be disgraced if I admit
They don’t like me if I’m ugly
They don’t like it if you’re really ugly — and yes, I can admit it doesn’t just end with inner beauty — one understands as you grow up. Because while those who say inner beauty can look at the body first, we can eat the biggest inconsistencies from those who shout and ask for sincerity. It’s also a nice “bon appetit” :)
For example, you do not eat the candied chestnuts that you love so much. You’re restricting it to doing what is true. It can’t even be full enjoyment.
Not being ugly means not upsetting the alphabet that comes out of your mouth while speaking. Not being ugly means being clean means taking care of things. Not being ugly means not being late. Keep your promise. Everything can be bad when you are late, there are always broken things when you don’t keep your word. It sinks, it hurts. You have to be careful.
When they come together and there is respect, it is beautiful. Then it’s not ugly. Maybe it’s a little nice, but whatever.
Everyone is beautiful to everyone else.
“Beauty” differs from anyone, and “beautiful” differs from anyone.
Being beautiful is not a crime either. It’s nice to be able to accept it, even if you like it. This is not a single feature. Not bad, not raw. Beautiful or handsome people can also be intellectual.
That person can be smart, can be good. If he/she so desires, he/she may Everyone.
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Yes, I know that pink is not my favorite color, but there is nothing to be proud of. I am aware of that. I have grown very little yet. I continue to grow by living and writing while I live. If you are reading, if you are here, you can write about what you have grown and share it with me.
I wish you a week as good as eating candied chestnuts as much as you’d feel like.
Do you like candied chestnuts?
♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ Nil Karaibrahimgil — Gençliğime Sevgilerimle (Kelebeğin Hayat Sırları)
