Head held high, she walked with poise and confidence, aware of the admiring glances from the passersby till she reached the department. Greeted by her friends, with the same look of admiration for her beauty and elegance. She walked into the classroom, spellbound by her looks, the student's could only utter a word "beautiful". Contented in the way she was able to mesmerize her audience by the sheer look of her beauty, she went about in the classroom trying to provoke her students interest in studies.
Little did they know the throbbing pain in her feet that swells up to her head. A surge of blood rushes through her body like a tidal wave, burning her cheeks and raising the temperature of her body. She was able to conceal the look of pain in her feet and legs. "If only I could rush home and change my shoes," she contemplated. Four hours of such a torture, would she survive the pain inflicted by the new pair of shoes she bought at a discount from a renowned shop. She wished she could take it off an ran home with bare feet like she used to do on some Sundays after church when she could no longer bear the pain in her feet from wearing a stiletto heels . She was too proud to loose her face in the midst of a few hundred onlookers. She gathered all her senses and walked home skillfully disguising the pain in her feet, not showing even a hint of discomfort in her body. All for the love of beauty!!