Four-door Fridges, Noblemen and Candy Floss Love
Candy floss came first. I LOVED it! Don't we all love candy floss?
It was very sweet, satisfying and everything I wanted. I couldn't dream of anything better, so much so that, tasting it, I was in heaven.
But as you can imagine, with time it began tasting bland, grew blander and blander till I got quite sick of the sweetness. It stopped tasting sweet and began tasting bitter by the day. So one day I got tired of all that bitterness and dropped it and ran away. I won't say that I didn't stop quite a few times and looked back and even retraced my steps and picked it up and gave it one more taste. It was actually very slow and gradual- my final realization that candy floss made me feel sick. The first taste I loved was bad for me.
I walked on till I saw something that took my breath away...A four-door fridge! I don't know about you, but I had never seen a four-door fridge before. so I looked at it from afar. I looked and looked and looked so hard that from that distance, it looked so sophisticated, slick and smart. And as you can imagine, I had found my new favourite thing.
After admiring it from far for a long time, I found it very tempting to get closer to that smooth exterior. So I inched closer and closer in a way that I perceived very graceful and sly until I was close enough to touch it. I was mesmerized by the glow of the fine steel look that blinded me in the distance, that my eyes took a while to adjust to the object at close range. Now that I look hard, I see its smooth surface was scarred with scratches and lines, in a very ugly sort of way. They didn't look like scars earned through battle.
But I was still convinced that it must be filled with all sort of goodies inside! so I took a deep breath and a risk. I slowly reached and opened its four great doors. And immediately wished I hadn't. It was filled with dark mould and disgusting pungent smells. It was like staring down a hell-hole or seeing death itself. I had quite a shock, screamed and ran away, yet again.
By this time I was disheartened with favourite things; sweet tastes and great looks. But I walked on.
Lo and behold! who comes now? A great nobleman, a warrior, clad in full armour and chain-mail, wielding a great big silver sword adorned with symbolic carvings and riding confidently on a strong steed. I could only look up in awe. Now here is a sight for sore eyes, my mind muttered. He must be on his way to save his kingdom and help those desperate subjects of his who are in dire need. My eyes welled up with tears of ecstasy as I've finally come across my favouritest thing so far. I can feel it! This is what I was always looking for...
It took me great courage to finally put on my best smile and walk toward him and his fine horse. He noticed me, and looked down. Mind you, from the great height that he was at, he had to look waaay down at me. But I didn't mind him looking down on me, and was about to clear my throat to respectfully offer my greetings to his noble majesty when a silvery voice made itself known. It came from behind him. I peeped to see where it came from.
There, seated behind him in perfect grace and poise, dressed from head to feet in glamorous jewels and fine clothes was a Princess as beautiful as I ever saw. She condescended to ask me in her chiming voice, if I was lost. I gave her the last smile I could muster, and told her that I indeed, was lost.
But I turned down their offer to show me the way and lied down here on the cold, wet grass.
I don't think I'll ever get up again. I am happy to be lost. Lost in my way, lost to the rest of the world.
It was very sweet, satisfying and everything I wanted. I couldn't dream of anything better, so much so that, tasting it, I was in heaven.
But as you can imagine, with time it began tasting bland, grew blander and blander till I got quite sick of the sweetness. It stopped tasting sweet and began tasting bitter by the day. So one day I got tired of all that bitterness and dropped it and ran away. I won't say that I didn't stop quite a few times and looked back and even retraced my steps and picked it up and gave it one more taste. It was actually very slow and gradual- my final realization that candy floss made me feel sick. The first taste I loved was bad for me.
I walked on till I saw something that took my breath away...A four-door fridge! I don't know about you, but I had never seen a four-door fridge before. so I looked at it from afar. I looked and looked and looked so hard that from that distance, it looked so sophisticated, slick and smart. And as you can imagine, I had found my new favourite thing.
After admiring it from far for a long time, I found it very tempting to get closer to that smooth exterior. So I inched closer and closer in a way that I perceived very graceful and sly until I was close enough to touch it. I was mesmerized by the glow of the fine steel look that blinded me in the distance, that my eyes took a while to adjust to the object at close range. Now that I look hard, I see its smooth surface was scarred with scratches and lines, in a very ugly sort of way. They didn't look like scars earned through battle.
But I was still convinced that it must be filled with all sort of goodies inside! so I took a deep breath and a risk. I slowly reached and opened its four great doors. And immediately wished I hadn't. It was filled with dark mould and disgusting pungent smells. It was like staring down a hell-hole or seeing death itself. I had quite a shock, screamed and ran away, yet again.
By this time I was disheartened with favourite things; sweet tastes and great looks. But I walked on.
Lo and behold! who comes now? A great nobleman, a warrior, clad in full armour and chain-mail, wielding a great big silver sword adorned with symbolic carvings and riding confidently on a strong steed. I could only look up in awe. Now here is a sight for sore eyes, my mind muttered. He must be on his way to save his kingdom and help those desperate subjects of his who are in dire need. My eyes welled up with tears of ecstasy as I've finally come across my favouritest thing so far. I can feel it! This is what I was always looking for...
It took me great courage to finally put on my best smile and walk toward him and his fine horse. He noticed me, and looked down. Mind you, from the great height that he was at, he had to look waaay down at me. But I didn't mind him looking down on me, and was about to clear my throat to respectfully offer my greetings to his noble majesty when a silvery voice made itself known. It came from behind him. I peeped to see where it came from.
There, seated behind him in perfect grace and poise, dressed from head to feet in glamorous jewels and fine clothes was a Princess as beautiful as I ever saw. She condescended to ask me in her chiming voice, if I was lost. I gave her the last smile I could muster, and told her that I indeed, was lost.
But I turned down their offer to show me the way and lied down here on the cold, wet grass.
I don't think I'll ever get up again. I am happy to be lost. Lost in my way, lost to the rest of the world.
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