On Fairytales

When we were kids we were told fairytales, most of them starting with the line "Once upon a time". I loved them as a child, because of the fantasy and the cuteness of princesses, the handsome and kind prince and how everything ended in a happily ever after.
However this isn't the truth..

When i was told the story of Cinderella, i was told she was a young pretty girl who was tormented by her stepsisters and then be the help of a fairy God mother she met the prince and then they got married.
But why didn't anyone told me that she had the same life after marriage. Why didn't anyone told me even after getting married a girl has to work like a mule and the place of step sisters and step mother is taken by sister in laws and mother in law. Why didn't someone told me that?

When i was told the story of beauty and the beast, i was told there was a beast a really beautiful girl fell in love with him. She kissed him as he was nearly dying and he became a prince again. 
Why didn't somebody tole me that in real life your prince charming turns into a beast. That beast beats and curses the woman who loves him. Why didn't someone told me that beast turned prince charming is the cause of domestic violence.

When i was told the story of little red riding hood, i was told that there was a little girl who went into woods to meet her grandmother and a wolf got there before her. He killed her grandmother and was about to eat her when some villagers nearby killed the wolf. 
Why wasn't i told that this world is so full of wolves. Why wasn't i told that if you go out men would stare at you like wolves waiting to pounce on you at the first chance they get. Why didn't anyone told me that rapes were so common in our part of the world?

When i was told the story of sleeping beauty i was told that the princess was cursed by the evil witch and she slept for a long time until the curse was broken after hundred years by the kiss of the prince. 
Why didn't someone told me that after falling in love hearts are broken not the curses. Why didn't somebody told me it hurts. Why didn't someone told me that suicides are so common in young people? why?

The Play

This is an edited version of a post i wrote before..

As the night wore its cloak, the demons inside her came alive. Tonight she was ready to devour his love. He looked into her eyes with that dreamy look he knew what was about to come, he knew her so well. He wanted her equally as badly as she wanted him.
The snake of intimacy filled it's fangs with passion and injected it into his veins. He burned inside with the heat of passion that made him badly thirsty for her. He took her hand and kissed the wedding band in her ring finger, the silvery platinum shined in the moonlight.


She kissed him passionately unleashing her trapped demons that came alive at once. She explored every bit of his taste buds. He replied back with the increasing intensity, the thirst in his throat became more ardent as he felt heat emnating through him which wrapped them together .


He slithered rows of kisses down her body freeing it from its clothes, like petals falling off the rose. Her skin shined in the moonlight reflecting her desires. She gave her fate in his hands, all she wanted was to drown in his love. Their existence wrapped as one she engraved his soul with her name. Tonight, they had each other forever. She kissed down his spine, playing with his fantasies.


Gently and slowly he penetrated her, making her his. She moaned with the sweet pain that witnessed her loyalty to him. He could feel the sparks that emnated from the contact. Their hearts beating in unision with the fire of lust roaring in their existence, the yearning to belong to each other was finally fed.


He carved himself into her soul as he penetrated deeper into her. Her nails etched into his skin as the melody of their moans echoed into the silent, waiting night. The play continued as the fire of lust roared burning and consuming their existence.
His heart leaped like a hungry predator and finally he ejected in her all that belonged to her. They lay together ravishing the moment, their demons satisfied.

The Two more Full stops!!

I have already put a full stop to my writing, i never thought i would even open up this page again, but He took my pen and scribbled two more fullstops at the end of my single full stop. He gave it a continuity, a continuity to my thoughts, which were stagnant in my brain, which screamed to be settled on paper.


He promised he would never let my imagination rust again and would be a wall against the black shadows that ruined it and so here i am..


P.S It's been an awesome day for me. I won 2nd prize for my work in All Pakistan Environmental Exhibition 2011. This is the photo that helped me win it..