Dear breasts, So I'm going to write something risky for the first time. Writing on you is not an easy task but I write about you. Breasts are the identity for any women as the society says. You know that our society loves someone by their physical body, not by their heart. Covering you with duppata is not my choice it's the fault of our society, people's who say that " cheezo ko cover krke rkho". I never thought about you what you feel. Even I don't care about your pain by those tight strips of bra. So for all the sufferings and pains I'm sorry dear. Some illiterate person's pass so many bad comments on your shape, size but I never stop them because I think that your size and shape determines my personality but now I'm changed. Now I want to give you more freedom than myself, now I don't want to stuck you between those hazardous fabrics of bra. And at last I want to say sorry for all my mistakes, I know sorry is not enough for your sufferings but now I will give you the freedoms and happiness. Thank you for suffering the pain. With love Nisha A letter to my breasts ❤ If you are real human being then read it, if you are not real one then just ignore it.
