It was midnight, when somebody suddenly told me that he believes in Cinderella story. Then I thought… Which part? Is it when the fairy turned Cinderella into a beautiful princess? Or because it’s midnight, is it the part when she suddenly returned to reality after 12? Or is it the happy ever after?
Thus I thought… Life really is a Cinderella story. Every day in our daily life, we live as the puppet show; play our own role, with the routine we are not able to break. Till you reach the end of the time, when there’s only you and yourself, you found the real you. You see the real you. You understand the real you, which can only be found once in a very long while, in your own silences. Reality…
But which part do you think is more pleasurable? After or before 12?
Cinderella found her happiness in the form of beautiful princess and suffered in her real life. While if I think of it again, are there any “real” happiness lie in a lie? Reality may be bitter, but that’s the truth. People tend to deny the bitter truth and search for the fake happiness, just to feel better, to live happier. In fact they are grasping tight onto lies. Adding more and more rings into their finger, which is the “suffer ring”. What is worth?
Talking about happily ever after, we all know that life is full of ups and downs, happy and sad, so why still insist of the happily ever after?
1 December 2012, my favorite month
Kristin_chan that still loving fairytales and love song.