The UrbanGirl Letter
She was told to be quiet.
She learned how to speak.
She was told to adjust.
She learned how to choose herself.
She was told to be grateful for whatever love she was given.
She learned how to demand respect.
She grew up being called
too loud,
too emotional,
too ambitious,
too bold.
So she did the bravest thing she could do.
She became all of it.
She loves deeply.
She feels everything.
She dreams loudly.
But she no longer apologises for any of it.
She wears tradition with pride.
But she refuses to let it cage her.
She wears bindis with sneakers.
Gold hoops with ambition.
And silence only when she chooses it.
She is soft.
But she is not weak.
She is kind.
But she is not naïve.
She is feminine.
But she is not fragile.
She has learned that boundaries are not rude.
They are sacred.
That walking away is not failure.
It is self-respect.
That choosing herself is not selfish.
It is survival.
She no longer explains her life to people
who are committed to misunderstanding her.
She no longer shrinks her dreams
to make insecure people comfortable.
She no longer performs smallness
for approval.
She has cried alone in bathrooms.
She has doubted herself at 2 a.m.
She has stayed too long
and left too late.
But she has always found her way back to herself.
She is healing.
She is unlearning.
She is becoming.
She is not perfect.
She is not finished.
But she is finally free.
She chooses herself.
Again.
And again.
And again.
She is not waiting to be saved.
She is not waiting to be chosen.
She is not waiting for permission.
She is building a life
that feels like her own.
She is not a phase.
She is not a trend.
She is not a moment.
She is a movement.
This is not just jewellery.
This is a reminder
of who she already is.
This is for the woman
who refuses to be caged.
This is for the woman
who no longer explains herself.
This is for the woman
who chooses her own rules.
This is for the woman
who finally chose herself.
This is for the woman
who breaks rules without losing her elegance.
This is for the woman
who knows her divine power.
This is for the woman
whose calm is her strength.
This is for the woman
who stopped seeking validation.
This is for every woman
who is done becoming smaller.
This is not a brand.
This is an identity.
This is an UrbanGirl.