What is the first thing that comes to your mind when you see a girl with facial hair? Well, perhaps you would not have anything nice to say about a girl like this. But have you ever thought how the person behind that hair feels? This is the story of a student at Ohio University.
Here comes the girl. It is just another day in her life. She needs to borrow a book so she goes to the library in order to get it and then goes to class. She knows people give her strange looks, but she had never thought someone would go so far and cross the line.
She did not notice anything strange that day at the library until a friend of hers contacted her on Facebook and told her to visit a blog. She visited the blog and found a picture of herself in the library, and above the picture there were unkind comments.
She started reading all the comments and found out that there were a lot of people discussing the attitude of the “coward” who took the photos. Of course, there were some comments joking about her appearance, but she did not care about those. Having read all the comments, she decided to reply: “If this person wanted a picture, they could have just asked and I would have smiled.”
Then she logged out the blog and forgot about it. What she did not know was that everybody loved her courageous attitude and started to defend her and bully the guy who took the picture.
Her last words were: “Yes, I’m a baptized Sikh woman with facial hair. And yes, I realise that my gender is often confused and I look different from most women. However, baptized Sikhs believe in the sacredness of the body – it is a gift that has been given to us by the Divine Being. I’m not embarrassed or even humiliated by the attention [negative and positive] that this picture is getting because it’s who I am,” she added.
A few days passed and everybody was astonished and thankful about this situation because that photo (and the photographer’s terrible action) led to a situation that has been positive and inspiring for many people. There is a need for human beings to cherish those moments that allow us to feel bigger than our own bodies. And there is another need for us to stop judging a book by its cover.
This is a lesson for all of us, but perhaps nobody learned more than the photographer. After reading this story and being touched by it, one wishes that someday we could have peace and acceptance of our own bodies as the mustache lady does. She is a true inspiration, and not just the weird woman/man everybody think she is.