The One

When I was a little girl, I got introduced to the “One”

He was the prince in Cinderella , in Snowhite and also in Rapunzel, The knight in a shining armour on an even shinier horse

An image so indented in the minds of little girls like you and me

The message was clear, we women needed to be rescued more often than not

Not to worry, there was always going to be a knight in shining armor to rescue us from ourselves at the right moment

And then we grew up!! And Life Happened

We realized we made mistakes, some knowingly, some unknowingly, mostly because we were gullible, or tired and because we thought we were in true love

So we go into that space of mourning, much like the tower in which Rapunzel was in or tried sleeping off the depression a- la Snow-white

All the while waiting for the prince to walk in and waltz us out of the pain, kiss us and bring us back to a happy place

That never happened, it can never happen, the prince perhaps got overwhelmed by all our expectations of him and simply rode off on his white horse

To save somebody from their own self isn’t such an easy task, and the prince is only just a man

With his own issues, and stress and friends and life, He has no time to fix you up,

So maybe it isn’t a bad idea to fix yourself up, even if it’s always going to be at a work in progress stage

It takes courage, and faith, lots of humour and a great group of friends and a very happy and stable significant other (not a requisite) to make us a better version of Us

Atleast at the end of it you know who the real “One” is and that this  one is always with you, in you and that  you never ever have to stay alone at the lighthouse , waiting to be rescued by someone who does not even exists.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Cinderella Story….

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In conversation with a BFF and the topic almost always meanders to men or the lack of “suitable men” in our lives.. She is a dreamer and I love her for that, she still believes in fairytales and knights on a white horse or an Audi(interchanging it with the contemporary knight vehicle)….

While a part of me wants to say yes to all the wonderful romantic stuff, the very Capri part of my mind is going”bollocks, there isn’t  anything like ” Happily ever afters” anymore. that .happens only in some ROMCOMS and even, they are getting all practical now… I want to tell my friend “enough”, snap out of it.. Fairytales are just that, tales… We are at an age where no one, just rings the doorbell and enters your home and heart , in that order..guys don’t even open doors for us women anymore..

But , then I wonder,  if is there an age  when us girls  stop believing or living iin fairy tales? Everyday, thousands of  4 year old’s …meets Cinderella and her charming Prince and in a nanosecond , another one of our species bites the dust .Somewhere our girl DNA gets mutated and sends out signals and hormones that makes us never forget what we had read as a child and we refuse to believe otherwise, even the more hardened ones still want to hold on to the magic land of their childhood…I wish there should have been a parallel story track for guys too, maybe then we’d really be equal in this world..

Anyway, I don’t tell me friend to stop dreaming, because her dreams are only about LOVE…the one thing I hear keeps the world going…I see her  become a better person, every time, in order to become the person she wants to meet.. She sure does not want to attract someone who is not as equally loving, sensitive and loving as she is..So maybe fairy tales aren’t such a bad deal, they  make us girls want and be treated as princesses and to never to short sell ourselves when it comes to men.. If only, we remembered that everytime we were in a relationship, and asked ourselves  few Fairytale inspired questions; Do i feel like the princess that I am? does the man have the patience to wait for me, for as long as it takes for me to figure out and my BFF’s  problems ? Is he able to   spend a couple hours a week with my especially since they aren’t as wicked as Cindrella’s step-family?Will he able to love me when my feet get a little bigger coz Ive put on some post pregnancy weight? And also, while staring into eachothers eyes is a lot of fun, can we actually have great conversations and  laugh a lot when we are together? And most importantly, ask yourself “Am I happy to just be “ME”, around him”?  and if the answer is YES then , I guess your fairy tale has just come true, and for the rest of us, its time for us to wait for our “Prince in the Audi”..He cant be that far behind..