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{CHAPTER 24}
[Woman Empowerment]
Song suggestion| Hum to bhai Jaise Hain-Veer ZaaraMyra's POV:
Today, I woke up with new hope.
I don't need a guy to run my life. I had fallen so blindly for him that I completely forgot that this is the first and last time I've had freedom.
Freedom to enjoy life. Freedom to live life. And freedom to be me.
Now, I'm gonna restart. I had come here with no love, I will stay here with no love and leave here with no love.
Every time I have loved someone, they have left me. Whether it was Papa, Mumma or......
Kishan.
I wiped a lone tear from eyes.
He did not deserve to be cried for. I'm gonna move on and forget he ever existed.
I got ready normally, but today with more enthusiasm.
Today I wanted to look good for myself, not someone else for the first time in my life.
I wore a pastel pink crop top that I had borrowed from Nia with a pair of black shorts and a dark grey cardigan.
For the first time my midriff was exposed.
There was no one to tell me that wearing such clothes was wrong cause it's not.
My body is mine, and no one else has the right to decide what I will wear and what I will do with my body.
As I looked at myself in the mirror with satisfaction, I see Nia standing behind me with a smile on her face and gave me a big thumbs up.
The other girls too gave their compliments.
We all ad classes at the same time so as soon as we reached the campus, we went our separate ways with Nia walking by my side as we had the same class.
Before we walked through the door, she stopped me and looked me in the eye, her own worried. Her hand reassuringly rested on my arm,
"you sure you wanna do this Myra? I mean... are you comfortable being around Ru-.... uh-.. you know who" she asked.
A slight smirk played on my lips, "who is you know who?"
Her eyes went wide as I playfully laughed, "you know who I'm talking about" Nia whispered quietly.
Finally, I stopped laughing,
"Nia, I know you care about me, but not saying his name isn't....." I sighed.
"Calling him and I quote, 'he who should not be named' isn't gonna make a difference to me at all. You see, the fear of the name increases the fear of the thing itself. He still exists. Neither you, nor I can change this fact. I'm not scared of saying his name."
She giggled slightly, "Harry Potter? Really?"
"What? Wasn't Harry Potter a part of your childhood?"
she shook her head, "well guess you didn't have a childhood" I retorted as she poked her tongue out at me.
We just stood there for a few silent moments until finally Nia spoke up,
"you're not scared to say his name right?"
I nodded my head in a no,
"well then, I challenge you to yell his name out so the whole world hears it"
To say I was shocked would be an understatement, "what kind of a psycho chic are you?"
She laughed as I sighed.
I closed my eyes for a slight second before taking a deep breath and opening my eyes again.
"RUUUUUUUUUHAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNN"
Breathing heavily, I looked at Nia who in turn had her finger in a shushing way to her lips. I questioned her by gesturing with my eyebrows. Not a single word left her but she pointed to whatever was behind me.
I turned around.
What followed, was equally surprising for me.
I know this is a short chapter but......
Anyways, I wanted this chapter to be on self love and acceptance because just like Myra, I too am at a point in my life where I want to fully love and accept myself as who I am.
I also wanted to start making Myra a stronger character and a stronger woman because.....
WOMAN EMPOWERMENT is important and it needs to be promoted.
We don't need weak heroines who can't defend themselves without the help of a man, what we need are role models who can not only defend themselves but keep themselves composed.
So don't hate me cause Myra isn't gonna be begging in front of Ruhaan any longer.
This chapter is not well edited and needs a lot of editing. But since I'm writing on a Mac, it's a little hard to give it the normal quality like what I provide my audience with usually as I use my phone when writing 98% of the time, and since I want my viewers to have something to read, I decided not to wait for my phone to be charged.
So don't come at me. :)
Hope you guys liked it.

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