YOU ARE NO CINDERELLA!!!! YOU ARE YOU AND I AM ME!!!!
It threw me aback and even now a week after I cannot seem to get it out of my mind.
I have been a sucker for love stories for as long as I can remember. I am a die-hard fan of Indian movies and yes that is all that keeps me glued to the Television.
I believe I have an Adam from whose rib I was created, a prince charming who would hold on to my shoe until he finds me, I was so engrossed in fairy-tales that making my life one became my sole ambition. Unconsciously, I had resolved that “living happily ever after” meant success. Only for him to imply that I am not worthy of that success! Yes that’s exactly what that means. But as I sat in my room in rage it hit me, I had been setting ridiculous standards that even I didn’t match up to. I was so concerned about him doing all the right things that I didn’t stop for a moment to check if I was deserving of them.
I tried too often to fit him into my idea of a perfect Man and was constantly schooling him on how our relationship should be and reeling out all my expectations.
I wanted all the attention in the world, I wanted to spend endless hours on the phone with him whispering sweet nothings. I wanted to hear all the words of endearment in the world, I wanted to be the only one who knew him……I was always asking and making demands of what and all the things I wanted him to be. But never for once did I ask what it was he wanted.
I wanted to be Happy, but was I his Happiness…I wanted peace, but was I peaceful??
I wanted an Edward whereas I was not ready to sacrifice my humanity for “LOVE ”, I wanted a Troy whereas I was a sharpay, I wanted a jack who would give up his life just so I can live whereas I would never date someone below my social class, I wanted a Prince charming whereas unlike Cinderella I would have shot my step mother and gone to jail rather than act like a fool humbly serving her in my father’s house, I wanted a Noah whereas I would never give up financial security like Ally to continue a summer romance.
He was right; I was a selfish girl desiring a selfless lover, (and to me he was the selfish one who didn’t care enough about me) asking him to do things which I would not do for anyone. Just then it hit me. I picked up my car keys and headed for the door and there he was. Amourie; the boyfriend I truly do not deserve had come to apologize.
I ran into his arms, eyes filled with tears. I whispered into his ears "I know I am not perfect but I am willing to try."
I learnt a very important lesson that day; if I want a prince charming I must focus on making myself into a Cinderella and then he will come. I would work on my emotions, work on myself, and work on my temper and all my negative weaknesses.
The truth is certain things do not work for us and come to us because of attitudes and characters we have refused to let go. We feel that these things are a part of us and have grown and become comfortable in them, but on the flipside these things are destroying us.
Our attitudes and character determine the type of people we attract and also the side and the part of people we pull out and see.
Reality had just set in.
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