Ever since I remember, people praising me have called me cute (not that there have been many instances when I have been praised for my looks, I think I have been praised more for my mind and I prefer it that way!) As a teen, I used to wonder what was the difference between cute, pretty and beautiful, especially when guys classified them as such. Later on, when I interacted more freely with the guys, especially the male colleagues in my team, I realised that beautiful was the title given to girls they really admired but felt a bit intimidated by. Pretty was every good looking girl and the cute ones were the nice ones. Now, I may be completely wrong here but this observation etched the definitions in my mind.
A few days ago, I was at my mum’s place and was seeing some old pictures with my daughter who called someone cute. That remark made me think. Does that definition really apply? Or have I miscategorised the female population on the basis of incorrect observations. Even before the thought was completed, I felt ashamed of myself. Why must women be categorised thus? And more importantly, why have I been doing it subconsciously. If I see them differently, do I behave with them differently? These are questions I am still finding answers for.
What about you? Do you feel the same? Do you agree with me or think I am bonkers?
This is my third year doing the A to Z Challenge. Check out the posts from 2017 where I did A to Z of Quotes