The inner princess

Pink was never my colour. When I was young, I believed I was too dark to carry it off, and by the time I hit my twenties, I declared war on it, because it was a “girlie” colour. Pink was what giggly girls wore, not sophisticated women out to change the world. And so it remained.

Till I started running, and discovered the princess in me. Running makes me feel strong, in control, and yet strangely feminine. I never feel more like I woman than I do when I’m running. Is that why my running wardrobe is almost all pink?

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A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.

Pink is just a Colour*

I was reading a bunch of profiles of 'real' girls from 'real' families today. All the girls come from impoverished backgrounds. Many are first generation literates. Most of them lack positive role models in their communities.


All of them were in school and doing well. All wanted careers- doctor, teacher, engineer, police officer- they were all willing to dream and dream big.

They all realised that it was the generosity of strangers that enabled them to get a good education, and they all had plans on how to pay it forward.
 
They are the future. And they all love pink!
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A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.

* Inspired by Lady Fi's comment on Facebook - "Pink is a colour, not a gender".