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Lovely Princess And Charming Boy!
ago... in a far away dream land... there was once a princess and her name was
CECILIA! She was known to have the most beautiful smile in the world.
Prince of all
the neighbouring kingdoms wanted her to be their queen. They were all flattered
by her beauty and smile.
tried his best to woo her but she never fell for their trap. She was not just
beautiful but smart too and always tricked all her suitors.
In a small
village miles away from her kingdom lived a simple boy Aron. He was always busy
with his sheep’s and flute. All the poor boy knew was the small world of his
own he lived in. He was Unperturbed by the happenings in the world around.
Cecilia was very sad and wanted to get away from the glittering palace she
lived in. She decided to ride her horse Fantasy, to the hills across her river.
She dressed herself in the clothes of her maid and decided to ride to the
Fantasy was tired after the long ride. Cecilia decided to take her horse to the
nearby lake Marina to quench its thirst. When she reached the pond she found a
boy sitting on a rock on the banks of the lake playing the flute with closed
eyes. She was mesmerized by listening to the music and was swept off her feet
to see charismatic Aron surrounded by his sheep’s that seemed to be enjoying
his music too.
opened his eyes he was startled, yet amazed to find ever so charming Cecilia
sitting by his side. But Aron didn’t know she was the charming princess who was
the talk of the whole kingdom. No words were spoken, just the eyes met each
other and smiles exchanged. Aron presumed she was a maid who worked at the
friendship bloomed between Aron and Cecilia. The friendship bloomed into love
with every meeting of theirs at the banks of the lake Marina. Aron played the
flute and Cecilia enjoyed to listen to it with her head resting on his
The king got to
know about Cecilia’s secret love and was enraged that his daughter a princess
had fallen in love with a silly shepherd boy of his kingdom. Prince Zurich of
neighbouring kingdom who had always lusted for Cecilia promised the king to
capture Aron if the king promised to marry his daughter to him. The king agreed
to this as prince Zurich was heir to the rich and powerful neighbouring kingdom
with his men went to Lake Marina. They hide behind the bushes waiting for Princess
Cecilia to arrive to meet her love Aron. As soon as Aron reached the banks of
the lake Marina with his heard of sheep, the soldiers of prince Zurich pounced
upon him. But Aron was a valiant young boy he fought the Zurich and his
soldiers fearlessly and defeated them.
Asidus who was
the minister and close confidant to the king let him know about prince Zurich’s
wicked plan to marry Cecilia and capture the kingdom. So the king rushed to the
banks of Lake Marina and he saw Aron selflessly putting his life at risk to fight
against Zurich to save his love, Cecilia. Zurich was defeated yet Aron decided
to spare him and forgive him for what he had done.
ashamed and confessed to the king about his wicked intent. Aron requested the
king to forgive Zurich. The king was impressed with Aron, for he was not only
brave but also kind, even to his enemies. The King was mighty pleased with Aron
and decided to marry his daughter Cecilia with Aron. That’s when Aron realised
that the girl he was in love with was actually the charming princess.
knighted and made a prince. Cecilia married Aron and they lived happily ever
says – Cheers n Peace!
P.S: I have never before tried writing a fiction. This one is more of a fairy tale, my first. It might sound quiet silly, but I enjoyed writing it. Thanks to the one who enthused me to writing it ! A conversation sometimes can be very interesting, interesting enough to inspire to write!
It was yet another Friday or billions of
earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for
some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain
of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was
the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.
The distance between us questions possibilities, Two souls who connect yet shall stay detached, Life running along parallel tracks that shall never meet, Yet hope says they would someday be entwined. UnInhibited feelings spoken, thoughts exchanged, Unassuming how the world would read them, Prejudices can't be fought, let free thoughts sail, It's a battle less spoken, but I know many shall be fought. Feelings expressed in words for many are view points, Sometimes misunderstood, unacceptable for few. Thoughts expressed are sometimes song of a bleeding heart, These emotions maybe shunned by many as no art. Questioned and unacceptable orphan thoughts, Wish to die accepted, but denied and stay detest. Don't let yourself be consumed by the opinions of others, Your soul deserves a sweet song, let it be one about it's zest.
The other day in midst of a long tiring journey from the airport I zoned out in thoughts, looking outside the window. What was I thinking? I was trying to fathom as to what's the single most element distinguishing mediocrity from excellence.
A lot of us have this beautiful idea in our mind to be achievers of some sort. Each individual has their own definition of excellence. All of it leading to creating a happy space in our minds. But these remain mere ideas and definitions in our head.
We have a lot of clutter occupying our minds. Some of it even includes being less appreciative of others success. Being too bothered about right and wrong of others choices. A bunch of useless thoughts which in no way are going to be helping us in our pursuit of happiness. When we are done with all the wining about the world and people in it, we get on with our mediocre life.
We seem to believe that there is solace in the cocoon of mediocrity.
"There are no easy ways, no escapes, Yet we wish s…