Black_Girl " Episode: -> 01

Islamic educational story

Story: -> Black_Girl "

Episode: -> 01

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Classes at the varsity have started since last week. But Tuba could not go to class due to illness. Today is her first day at varsity. Tuba came to varsity today with very bright make-up. He is always very careful to cover the dullness of his face. As soon as he arrives at varsity, Tuba's eyes return to find Liza and Maria. They are both college friends of Tuba.

Tuba called Maria,

- Yes, Ray, where are you?

- I just entered through the gate of the varsity.

- I'm in class, come on.

-Which building is our class in?

-Come straight from the gate to the second floor of the building on the right. The income goes away quickly.

- Yes, I'm coming.

Tuba cut off the phone and went to the class.

I went to class and sat next to Maria. All the students in the whole varsity are unknown to him. Only Maria and Lizai are known. Maria and Tuba are in the same department but Lizata is in another department.

Tuba sat back and looked back. Everyone is busy talking to each other. The room is quite noisy.

Maria asked,

- What? What are you looking at?

- I see, there are many beautiful girls in our class!

- This is not surprising. Do you understand that there is no boy in our department? So it is normal to have a girl.

-Hey, look at that girl on the right, how fair and beautiful! The girl behind him is also very fair. As beautiful as you

- Do you have empty aesthetics in your head all day?

- I'm black myself, so I'm a little too weak for beauty. Hihihi ...

Tuba replied with a laugh.

- Look, Tuba, you're not black. Green. And your face cutting is more beautiful than many fair-skinned girls. And how beautiful you are today. You look great!

- It's over, you don't have to lie anymore.

- Why tell a lie? You are so beautiful. Only the color of the skin is a little pressed.

- That's it. I am not fair like you. And without make-up, everyone says black ...

Tubar's face became sad because of that ...

Maria was about to say something when a mam entered the class. Gossip stopped and everyone's attention went to that.

Tuba's eyes are full of tears looking at mam! What a beautiful man! Mam looks more beautiful in a blue sari. What a fair skin color! The hands look like wax!

Girls like that are probably a little black or brown. No matter what you say in your mouth, when you see someone who is beautiful or fair inside, a little regret arises in your mind. Hatred for oneself takes root. Why am I not like that? Tuba is no exception. Rather, he feels a little more regret than others. She is dark-skinned, but also very smart and talented. But our Ghunedhara society mostly judges girls on the basis of beauty. Again, the measure of that beauty is determined on the basis of the brightness of the skin. As such, it is normal for Tuba to feel remorse for himself.

Mam is showing on the projector with streak and giving lectures. At one point he noticed Tuba and said,

- You girl! Stand up.

Tuba stood up and said,

- Yes, ma'am

- Are you new today?

- Yes, ma'am.

Why haven't you been here for a few days?

- I was sick, ma'am.

- Oh well. You can sit.

Say, ma'am went to the board again. He turned around again and said,

-Listen!

When he sat down, he stood up again and said,

- Yes, ma'am

Taking a good look at Tuba's forehead, ma'am said,

- Listen girl, this is the classroom. Not the Beauty Competition Stage. Why did you wear so much make-up?

Tuba was shocked by mam's words. The girl does not understand what to say. Ma'am said again,

-You are young, you can do a little bit of make-up, but, black girls do so much make-up, it looks ugly. The dress is quite smart. Don't you understand that much? If you look like a ghost in a beautiful outfit, it looks very awkward, you know?

All the girls in the class laughed out loud when they heard Ma'am's words. Tuba is standing with her head bowed in shame and humiliation after hearing her mother's rebuke. The girl did not dare to look at him even after hearing everyone's sarcastic smiles. There were tears of humiliation. Nehat cried as he said class, and said in a soft voice,

- Yes, ma'am.

- All right, you can sit down

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