She waited for her perfect prince charming. She hoped he would appear in a white horse and take her to the land of love and happiness, saving her from her own distress. But she wasn't aware of the reality that has dawned on. Everybody has their own selfish desires and if they aren't replenished, you are definitely thrown off. The world that she thought it was all along failed her miserably. So much that she hated the presence of her own shadow in this world. That was when she found her will to fight. She wasn't anymore waiting for someone else to fight her own battle. She was ready and equipped with her sword and shield. She knew that this might bring to her experiences that might make her miserable, but she didn't give up. Riding on her dreams she was galloping on the horse of hope. Rising from the ashes of her own, she stood there much stronger and harder as a person. Much more disdained yet aimed in life. She was finally free off her fantasies that connected her to the prince of her dreams. She was not dependent on anybody anymore and not begging for mercy to anyone. This time she was already well accustomed in taking her little steps in her life- on her own. She knew that her horse of hope wouldn't fail her. She was no more unaccustomed to the not so perfect world anymore. Ironically, she was able to lead her life there, perfectly.
~ Suchismita Basu Roy
