That girl..

Do you remember her? That little girl in the bus, who smiled at every single passenger? That rowdy teenager who rode her scooty as if it were a plane? She earned nasty looks from the aged ones but slight shakes of heads from the ones who'd lived the same thrills years ago..
The nerd with specs larger than her face, is a hardcore romantic since her preteens. If only someone saw her for what she is.

The old lady who shouts at everybody, who screams at little kids when they break her window? She was abandoned by her only son. If only someone shared her grief and saw her compassion..

EVERY. SINGLE. LADY.

The girl who can't cross the road on her own. The poor woman who begs at the busiest signal of the city and trades blessings for a rupee or two. The queen bee of the high school empire. The socially awkward yet talented painter at the back of the class. The chilled out tomboy who has read the entire twilight series and fangirls over Robert Pattinson but still pretends it sucks.
Know now, that they are all fighters. All of them. Remember, you do not know her story. 

Do not judge her. 
Weak are those who don't see her strength. Caged are the minds of those who can't let her fly.
She can and she will.
She is a devi.