Another Cinderella Story…

I think just like Cinderella, every girl has her own fantasy story with a prince-charming in it who will come out of a white foggy place on a white horse to rescue the princess out of this bad world and to take her into his own world of love and care. We girls have a lot of dreams for that “one special person” in our lives and we wait for him, for him to come to us as soon as possible. I too am the same old school girl who is waiting for my prince charming!

One fine day, when he will come, he will ask me out on a date, not a simple one, but a ball dance date because I am a dancing person after all. I will wear a gown just like those barbies in barbie-princess movies and will wait for him to come and pick me up from my place. He will, of course, come in a nice car and will escort me to the ballroom hand-in-hand.

Then he will politely ask me, “May I have the pleasure to dance with you Miss?” and I will gladly accept his proposal to dance with butterflies in my stomach. He will lead me and I should be able to follow up the leads without making an utter mess. I will be very nervous as I have never done a couple dance before! With him placing his hands gently on my waist to pull me closer to him and me placing one hand on his shoulders and other in his arms, we will begin the dance with steps going 1 2 3, 1 2 3. (Soft music playing in the background).

There I could be in a completely blank state with my heart pounding so loud and fast that I can literally dance on the tune of my heart, but I have to keep up my presence of mind because hey, that’s the most romantic and thrilling moment of my life and I don’t want to ruin it, plus, I want to fill every part of me with this feeling so that I won’t be able to forget it at any cost!

He will have my hands in his hands, and I will be covered in his body scent, completely mesmerized by the way he will be looking at me, with all love and care and tenderness. Pushing me out for a dance step and then pulling me again closer to him, I will simply roll over him to fall in his arms and then he will catch me in mid-air. I can feel my time stopping in his eyes, my brain juggling every emotion in my mind, my heart stopping momentarily and my lungs trying to catch up with my breath!

Then he will take my hands again and roll me over the floor with all my grown rolling with my body and making it a complete beautiful dancing picture just like I used to see in those cinderella movies.

Then when the clock strikes 12, he will pull out a ring from his coat’s pocket and coming down on his knees, will ask me, “Are you free for the rest of your life? If yes, then let’s hang out together. Please be mine!”

What do you think I would say?

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This is just a story. A real fantasy story which I often dream of. Wearing a full gown and walking in a ballroom with her “best man” is something that I can bet every girl would have thought of at least once! And all this because of those barbie movies which makes us believe that there is a magical world out there with a prince charming in it.

BUT IS IT?

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