It ain't easy at all. To gather all the discards and build a beauty from it was not as easy as she thought it would be. Several fantasies crumbled down. Several moons and stars collided with each other and all these why?
To show her that all her whimsical desires which were purely based on fictions she read were not so easy to attain.To show her that it takes sweat and pain to get what she wants. For even the wise old men knew what it takes to live your lives.
She had to learn. A lot.
This she desired. She wanted to learn. But who was to teach her?
Deep within, she knew the answer. Everyday she would be answered. But that scared her. She knew she was her only teacher. But that worried her, brought sweat to her eyebrows.
Now there was no one to blame for. No one to excuse. She had to do it all, if she wanted it to happen.
It was all easy for her. Till now. Any incomplete work, she knew someone else was to blame. No. Deep down she knew she was the answers and questions to all her sorrows, but she didn't want to admit. But slowly as things started dissappearing, she realised it was time to be brave. To be strong again.
It was right. What she had heard. That you are alone. No. Not in the emotionally depressing way. But in a real way. That you have to do your own bidding. For which queen would want to take help from others. All she would want is to make her crown tight. And to let all her wierd fancies come true she had to dance on her own. Then perhaps, she would find less excuses, less of blaming others and get back to her feet faster.
And slowly, perhaps elegantly she would surprise herself at the magics she did. And smile with a smirk at the universes she collided.
Cos she was a queen who would build her own castles and yet, very gracefully embrace every little creations surrounding her.
Spreading love was easy for some. And for some others, a purpose to serve.
Shreeraksha Naik
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