The type of toxic emotion that they develop wouldn’t
let them celebrate their own grace, even though everyone has something to
celebrate - some are beautifully chubby with amazing curves, some gorgeously
slim, some long legs, some great waists and flat abs, some cute boobs and round
behinds, some high cheekbones, some incredibly natural hair or complexion, some
gracefully Hijab’d, etc.
In spite of this, is like worn-out people want
everyone to remain wretched, thinking it’s normal to lose their looks to age,
but how normal is it to look like your grandma at 20something? They cannot even
differentiate between growing up and growing old and are inclined to become
Fatwa-giving haters, forbidding everything that makes others stunning.
Each time a certain age mate’s figure or body type is
afforded compliment in their presence, or when they see them in great shape and
perhaps heartbreakingly younger than them, their insecurity sparks off, and
they start condemning them for refusing to get old, as if it is a crime to look
young.
If you ask me, feel great about yourself, so that even
if you’re not so beautiful, you could still have the flair to be able to stun
anyone into insensibility – the Senegalese singer says: “Jiggen Bou Beugay Am
Manoray, Day Jongeh Teh Barri Feem” and she’s right, a lady is worth her salt
when she has the capacity to do her ‘thing’ well.
Jealous remarks like the following are just
uncalled-for:
“Ki Suma Magut, Kon Suma Morom La, Defa Banya Mag Rek
- Ki Fekkeh Bi Yallah Don Pentirr Asaman Si - Defaa Haleh Haleh Lu, Wye Mor Mag
Cherreh – Su Wrinkle Fighter Amuton Nga Guiss Derri Jessit Wolahi.”
Translation:
We’re age mates, she is just refusing to get old – she
was present when God was painting the skies – she’s only acting young, but
she’s older than couscous – if not for her use of anti-wrinkles, her alligator
skin would’ve been exposed.
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