Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Interior Monologue

I guess in the end even I dream of the fairytale life! After a long time I watched one of those fantasy-magical type movies, Stardust. A typical British commercial flick with the right gradations of comedy, this movie had bits and pieces that evoked my repressed dreams. I've constructed this orderly, rational and compulsive life around me that I've denied myself the relief of dreaming. I've restructured my consciousness to believe that life and love is a pragmatic thing in the end. I tuned myself to dream things that I can achieve in the 'real' world that I build around me. How complicated, that!

This movie, Stardust, brought back some of my girly dreams. You know? The one where my 'prince' will come and whisk me away. He'll always protect, love and honour me. I will always love, respect and cherish him. I've dreamed that this guy will be a king and I his queen. We'll have a bunch of kids and live happily ever after. What I like about fairytales is the sense of protection that the 'king-to-be' offers his queen. It's so..pure, relentless and honest. I like being protected. To know that this king will (and probably did!) fight battles and wars to keep me safe, will shield me from evil and will lay down his life for me. Ah. What a nice thought. To be adored. I've believed kings do that. I like being fussed over and adored.

Hmm..it's like a comforting cup of tea. To hope that my fairytale life will come true :)