I was young, when I dream of becoming a model. I was not good looking. I was too fat and I had chicken pox stains on my face. In spite of that I used to dream of becoming a model. When the society and my friends came to know that I want to be a model, they used to make fun of me just because of my fatty body and stainful face. I also gave a lot of audition but I was rejected everywhere. I used to hear from every one that I am Imperfect for a model. Whenever I look at myself in the mirror. I used
