Cindrella- An Untold Story
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Ding dong! The clock strike 12 and Cinderella ran out of ballroom, leaving her crystal sandal behind on tall staircase. Fairy God mother's words "Return before 12" were ringing in her ears. By the time she can reach her house, things started turning back to their original form- her lovely gown into her usual rags, the horses back into mice and cart back into pumpkin. She jumped back into the ground and had a quick save. Phew, so much for partying and dancing with young prince. Or may be true love she sighed.
Legend has the prince longing for his lady love who danced in his arms a night before and left without trace, came looking out for her next morning, with her shoe in his hand. He went door to door with her shoe in hand and her yearning in his heart. Little did he knew that the beautiful princess who he is fancying is a poor girl staying in backtown doing dishes and mopping floors.
Nevertheless, shoe size matched (surprisingly, leaving all other damsels in town with foot size any but hers). The prince married cinder-leila and they lived happily ever after. Errrrrrr twist in tale
Love is blind and marriage is eye opener. Cliche? Well they lived happily ever after itself is such a big cliche. All of us have read one fable or other as part of our growing up and seen them ending on a note of "They lived happily ever after". What we do not know is what happens after and that is our- "Untold Story".
... Cinderella move sin with Prince Charming to his royal palace bidding good riddance to her evil step mother and her even more evil step sister, dreaming about a new life in the luxury and comfort of the palaces. She reached on the front door of the palace. No horses, no elephant and no troops to welcome her. She reached to the main entrance and in the hall with no sight of anyone. Maybe my prince loves privacy or maybe today is the romantic day, and we are all by ourselves. Love struck she followed her prince whom she briefly met a night hitherto. Little did the poor girl realized what lied ahead of her. The prince was nothing sort of romantic he seemed to be. Rather he had a habit of drinking and losing out. Gradually she was introduced to the other members of the house- A fashionista mother in law (adulterous & , gluttonous brother in law (high on gambling) and a vamp of sister in law (haughty, scheming and greedy). The only lovable person she found in home was his wheel chair bound grandmother who dressed in white silk and pearls. To cut the story short, this is what TV soaps are largely made of. The family left no stone upturned to make the naive little Cinderella feel miserable and her husband's heavily dependence on his mother queen bring no good to her.
Love flied out of window gradually and poor Cinderella was tortured for money (dowry) every day. She was taunted from being poor and ridiculed for marrying the prince. They called her cheat for she hasn't disclosed her true state while at ball and fooled prince for being the most elegant princess in the hall. To make the matter worse, prince moved away from the town and started spending his other damsels in nearby county, in awake of a re marriage. Cinderella slogged hard in the palace, doing all household work. In return she got only deprivations, starvation, taunts and ill treatments. So much so that, one day she almost escaped a tryst wherein the family members tried to burn her to get the prince married to the rich princess of a province from other continent.
Well Cinderella was an imaginary creature from a fairy tale. She inspired many girls in India and other parts of Asia and other continents, who dreamt of nothing less but a fairy tale wedding, a husband like prince charming and a life "live happily ever after". Alas! not many of them are as lucky she originally was. The untold story here depicts the life of many such women who are lured by a fairy tale wedding to only see them end in night mare. Daily many women are beaten, harassed and even burnt for dowry. Some girls are lured into matrimony merely for dowry and money so that they can fund their flirtatious husband's education/ job abroad, meet the scooter, car, jewellery greeds of her in laws and still being treated worse than maids even after. Fairy tales have cheated their innocent childhoods and institution of marriage raped their youth and loneliness eating away their old ages. Their prince charming fades in to mean bundle of a living vulture, dreams of happy family rolls in hall of monsters and their children either a victim of this disgrace or not allowed to be born. They are known for the ones who makes food, cleans house, wash cloths and run all sundry while at night beam like an object of
affection satisfaction for their chauvinistic husbands or for that matter any other adulterous member of the family. They bring jewels in the house but their bodies are adorned with burn or beaten marks- black & blue. A lot of them gets transformed into great make up artist, camouflaging all injuries behind colors of cosmetics, glasses & scarves.
A lot of them are either killed, commits suicide, goes into depression, sold into brothels or continue to live in the same hell, waiting for their unseen state to be seen, unheard voice to be heard and untold story to be told.