Dainty Diva
Friday, March 16, 2007
Every ger will dream to be the princess in the fairy tales that we once read. It always started with "Once upon a time" and ended with "happily ever after".
Since young, i told my mummy. "Mummy mummy, can i be the princess? Can i have the little crown they have and don in pretty dresses?" my mum would just tell me "All this are just stories, people made it up to bluff the kids. Money is hard-earned."
Well.. since i couldn't be a princess in the family, i dreamt to be one who is deeply in love with my prince, living happily ever after.
It's a dream. Reality is cruel, it shook you real hard to wake you up from the sweet and simple dream that we once had. It burst the sweet little bubble that we had always been blowing since young. A simple dream is never simple, coz life is too complicated for things to be simple.
Fairytale should remain as a fairytale, a story that trick the kids into believing that life is wonderful and that there would be someone out there who is more than willing to share your joy and unhappiness.
it gave me dreams and hopes that life is wonderful and my prince would be there to love me, care for me unconditionally. Love is illustrated to be beautiful, but it's not.
