“WORK ON YOURSELF. NOT ON YOUR SELFIE.”
So, if a narcissist like yours truly is advised to work on her self instead of on her selfie, won’t she feel like she is being jibed for being vain and too full of herself? Ufff….these quotes, I tell you! They sure can get you dispirited! What else do we do with our IPhones and our Androids and whatnots, if not click stunning pictures of our shallow selves? You tell me. Our online friends (who we have aplenty) know us through all that they can glean from our posts and pictures. Isn’t it better they learn all about our superficial selves and not what goes on deep down in our mind?
It’s better they don’t pry away the mask that hides our real faces and learn all the abominable truths about our egotist selves. It’s better they see the pretty and handsome faces that hide a million secrets, and secretly crave for the perfect faces and bodies we are endowed with, apparently.
Having said that, the message from the quote did make me sit up and take notice – of myself and how my mind works. It made me cringe at my stupidity and my vanity. I agree, I really really need to work on myself – the self that exists within. The heart, the soul and the mind that actually needs a makeover, more than the face or the body that needs to be chiselled to perfection.
I ought to care a damn what people think about my looks. I need to be a beautiful person from within and it will reflect on my face. No visits to the beauty salon or a hundred filtered selfies can make someone fall in love with me as a good and noble heart can. Sadly, that’s one bitter pill to swallow. We are averse to such kind of deep thinking. Our deep rooted vanity will assure that we stay blind to these facts of life and carry on with our hollow beliefs.
And, now with the arrival of all these gizmos that glorify our vanity, our senses have taken a back seat, rather, they have been sidelined, altogether. Try as I might, at the end of the day if my face doesn’t appear perfect, blemish-free, it unsettles me. My friends and family might praise me to the skies for being such a wonderfully loving wife/DIL/aunt/etc, but my exterior needs repair, and that is what bothers me no end!
Why, oh why can’t I accept my physical imperfections – which are visible to me alone – and love my heart and my soul that are as perfect as my Maker intended them to be? I have reached midlife, for God’s sake! Shouldn’t I be confident about my physical appearance and carry that confidence with elan? How much more do I need to age to learn that all that glitters is not gold? That beauty is only skin deep? That beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder?
I hope I don’t take much longer to figure that out. I hope this quote helps me extract the narcissist bug from my system, once and for all, and learn and understand the meaning of true beauty.
Ah, that’s all for now. That’s a bit too much of gyaan in a day, isn’t it? I do need to hurry and complete this post. You see, I have been planning on clicking a selfie without my glasses on. I look good that way. Hehe…And, when I stand by that particular window from where the sunlight comes streaming in… the backlight makes for blemish free pictures, softer features and…
Ouch! I pinched myself! After all this gyaan, I am back to square one! 😜
Are you, too, sailing in the same boat as I am? Or, are you above these frivolous, superficial ways of thinking? Feel free to share with me your peculiarities. We will get to know each other better, won’t we? Better that, than being under false impressions, eh?
Categories: Reflective Writing