The irony of life

Well guys, something happened today that is very ridiculous and simply showed me in clear pictures the irony of life.

Am sure you have seen situations where you are where you are are and you want to be in another persons shoes only to find out that the person whose shoes you’ve been admiring wants to be in another. It’s very ridiculous and simply points to the imbalance nature of life.

Well, over to my story. There’s this beautiful girl in the place where I live. She is the hostel queen and an epitome of beauty. She’s drop dead gorgeous. Fair, very tall, shapy with that fine hour glass kind of shape. Whenever she passes, I can’t help but stare at her gorgeousness and beauty. I had admired her from afar.

source

I had always reminisced about how God had created her on a Sunday morning with plenty beautiful resources. She was just too beautiful. An all round beauty, both facially and body wise. She was what the average Nigerian would call Achalugo.

So I had been telling myself that any day I get close to her that I was going to tell her of how beautiful she is and how I think she would be good as a model or better as an actress. The producers would literally be running all around her because of her beauty and she wouldn’t even need to do so much.

Well, today we happened to be in the same room and I engaged her in a conversation which happened to finally be along one. I first of all started by telling her that she’s very beautiful and she said thanks. I asked her if she has considered getting into the movie industry as an actress and she said people have been telling her about that but she doesn’t have a drive to be visible on camera.

She said that she was modeling sometime in the past but she had to stop even though she may consider going back but that she’s interested in learning event planning and she loves to organize events and functions that that is what gives her satisfaction.

I told her that it’s ok but I still think that she would do so very well behind the screens as an actress because of her height, beauty and banging body. It was at the mentioned of all these physical attributes that I thought any woman would die for that aunty mentioned to me that she does not like herself and the way she is.

What? I couldn’t believe my ears. What in the world are you saying? Who wouldn’t love a body like this? She said she doesn’t like the fact that she’s too tall. That a woman is not meant to be that tall and that she doesn’t like her butts. She has some very beautifully curved voluptuous hips. The type that many popular celebrities are going under the knives to have.

Her hips and body are so set. She has slim waistline that fits perfectly well with the hips. She said she feels she’s too fat and her body stature doesn’t match her age. She’s twenty three and the one that shocked me the most was when she said that she’s looking to buy a slimming tea to reduce her weight and that she gets depressed because of how her body is.

Haaa, I could not believe what I was hearing. She said she likes my type of body, the way that I am slim and petit. That If she saw a way to give away her butt and laps she would even do that free of charger just that she doesn’t want to go under the knife. That she keeps asking God why he made her the way she was. That as she was talking to me that she’s hungry but she can’t eat because she doesn’t want to get fat.

I told her my own version of the story that I wished I was like her and how I didn’t like my young look even though I was advanced in age. I was way older than her, yet I look way younger than her. While she admired my old age and young look, I admired her looks despite’s her age. It was just an awkward moment.

I felt she was not appreciative of how well and beautifully crafted she was made and she felt I was not appreciative of my younger nature. She accused me of being ungrateful of how well God made me and I accused her of being an ungrateful being who is not appreciative of how well God had crafted her. It was just a show of the irony of life. I kept screaming that this is an irony of life.

Some people said that life is not balanced and this is just a clear picture of that expression. At the end of the day, I just knelt down and thanked God for the way he made me. While I was wishing I was like someone I felt was an epitome of beauty, the epitome of beauty was wishing to be like me. Indeed the irony of life.

Posted Using INLEO