As I woke up this morning, to a brand new day,

My mirror stared at me with a sheer amount of curiosity and gentleness. I started back at it, with an extremely shy face;

But soon realized what it was actually trying to express.

With its glistening surface, clean and bright; It told me i'm becoming the most beautiful version of myself with the passing time. I stood there surprised, wondering what kind of a drunken realization has struck my pretty little mirror, this time?

But it said it wasn't lying like most people believe it does.

And clearly so, it has been true to me on most nights, when i have cried infront of it, gallons of sorrow, while it stays hung on the bathroom wall, patiently listening to my sobs and rants. So i stood there, choosing to listen what it has to say. And..what it expressed struck the chords of my brain, like never before, leaving me with only joy and contentment of a different sort.

It said, "I see your facial features getting so well sharpened with time. Every tiny bit of them, looks like an art to me now, which isn't anymore abstract but absolute and intact in it's place, reflecting your sense of growth, on the emotional and mental front. I'm happy for the woman you're becoming as much as i was for the girl you were. I know she's still inside you, feeling so awe-inspired by your sense of belief and understanding of life and the several mysteries, it beholds. I want to see you thrive, so please keep growing and glowing, the way you do, my young lady so full of might!"

- she blushes. It smiles-