14/08/2026
15 year old me ...as Assavri kandalgoankar
High waisted
taken by my friend jennifer dais
At that age, everything felt wrong—the body, the face, life itself. I couldn’t see what was actually there.
And then I think about my twenties, thirties...when I probably looked at photographs and thought the same things. Oh, I wish I looked different. I wish I was thinner, prettier, better.
And now, years later, I look back and think, Wow. She was beautiful.
Maybe that is how every phase of life is. We are always standing inside a moment, judging it, wishing it were different, never quite seeing its beauty.
Until it becomes a memory.
And perhaps that is the lesson: maybe we should be kinder to the person we are today, because one day we will look back at her and wonder why we didn't realise how beautiful she was.
That was me .....