Fairytales

Monday morning. She woke up with a bad headache. She looked at her mobile and it was half-past eight. 'What the hell! Why didn't my alarm clock go off!!!', she thought to herself and started to get ready for her day. She knew, she only has half an hour before her cab arrives, so she got a little faster at her routine. Panic hit her when she remembered she has the 'big meeting' with her bosses today. Her heart started beating so fast at this thought that it seemed to her it might just come out of her chest and explode. She cursed herself for partying so hard the night before. However, she picked herself up and got to preparing. She threw on the first thing she found in her closet, set her hairs, put on some make-up and looked in the mirror and smiled herself for pulling the best pretend ever. She has developed this habit of smiling to herself everyday before she left for work as it made her confident that she was working in the right direction. *HONK* and she heard the sound of her cab arriving. She took a deep breath, opened the door and went ahead. As the lift was in waiting, she decided to take the stairs. In the physical and mental state that she was in, it was really difficult for her to take the stairs and that too downwards . But she had to, so she did.

Finally after the wobbly staircase facade, she somehow managed to reach the ground floor. She felt relieved as if she has won an Olympic medal . *HONK HON* Again she heard her cab and ran towards it as she knew how hard it would be to get another cab for office on a monday morning. She ran as fast she could to reach her cab, nonetheless she did. Now, she felt more relief. She got in and greeted everyone with a smile. But as the monday morning woes go, none of the other passengers were able to fake a smile as well as she could.

The cab started to move. She got to thinking. Thinking of the days when she was a kid. Carefree,optimistic, happy and always smiling. People noticed how charming she was and would compliment her parents for having such a happy girl in their life. She remembered how she read about Aurora, Cinderella, Snowhite and all other fairy tales that would transport her to another world. The world full of beauty, peace and good winning over evil, always. How she used to believe in those fairy tales and the tale they used to tell. She thought of the days when she played one or the other heroine from those fairy tales in her school events and how everyone would praise her for pulling off the character so well. These memories, these sweet, sweet memories brought a genuine smile to her face when suddenly the cab driver hit the breaks so hard that everyone shook off their seats. She came back from her happy memories into the not so happy reality.

She looked at the faces surrounding her in the cab, faces that looked mostly weary, tired, blank, some even looked clueless and she wondered to herself if they have ever believed in fairy tales. She thought of how she would think, one day she is going to get a fairy tale of her own. How she has believed someday, someone is coming to rescue her from this boring routine that she has to call life. She pondered and pondered about it. Now she was getting sad and tired as her life isn't turning out the way she thought it would turn to be. Life was anything but Fairy tale. She cursed herself for believing in the stories of Aurora, Cinderella, snowhite or all the other heroines who now don't seem like heroines to her. Lost in thought she didn't notice when she reached her office.

She came off the cab and started to walk towards her office building. She was so angry at all the fairy tales for showing her things that aren't real. For making her believe in things that don't exist. She cursed and cursed herself for reading them again and again, and felt a little guilty for reading them even now whenever she gets free time. She came to the conclusion that they have blurred her vision of what life is.She always thought of herself as a princess but all she has become, is a peasant girl. The supporting cast. 'No you are not', while getting in the lift she heard a  little voice telling her this. She looked around and there was none except her. 'Who is it speaking to me. Am I really going mad now!',looking around she thought to herself. 'No you are not going mad. It's the little voice inside of you. Look into the mirror.' At this point she really got scared but looked into the mirror in the lift. She saw herself and only her. She took a clear look at herself and discovered a line appearing on the side of her eyes which she has never had before. Never before she has noticed the few grey hairs that now appear from her thick black hair. 'How time is slowly flowing by as she is busy cursing the fairy tales.', a thought suddenly struck to her. Due to thinking how her life should be, she has stopped living the life she actually has. In order to make a fairy tale happen, she has missed writing her own tale. She has let so many moments pass, just because they were not as perfect as she thought they should be. 

She felt like Aurora in the moment, she felt as if she has woken up from a deep, deep slumber. She realized instead of waiting for magic to happen she has to make magic for herself. She felt foolish for giving up on magic of life. She felt 'Oh So!' liberated in the moment. The realizations that hit her made her see her life crystal clear. She now knew the fairy tales that she read were of other heroines, the heroines that have lived their part and she doesn't need to waste her time to be them, as her own fairy tale was taking place. 

She realized in that moment that fairy tales do happen and each person has got their own fairy tale. So she decided to stop comparing her fairy tale to anyone else's and start living her own fairy tale. She decided to put in her own music and dance to her own rhythm.

She now knew, she was her own savior. She now believed in fairy tales more than ever.