Fairy tales conjure up images of gorgeously perfect kingdoms with princesses who meet their perfect prince charming ,the damsels in distress who are magically rescued by their knights in shining armor , the all-pervasive happy coincidence , the ever alluring, forever happiness sans instances of bitter first experiences , miscalculated judgments , pitfalls . And so, I have seen people like me , who have grown up to readings from fairy tales , terribly disillusioned with life as it is or life as it happens. I have heard others and myself utter with a sense of resigned, contagious hopelessness “life is no fairy tale “. I have often blamed “fairy tales” for presenting a distorted (unrealistic) image of perfection , resulting in nothing but disappointments.
However, as I experienced more life , I estimated, it might be more fulfilling to slice life into days and moments that add a smile . The soul lifting hugs shared with my five year old , the lively dinnertime conversations with my better half , the music lessons that I may have mastered ,the unadulterated joy of being a child as I skip and hop with my little girl , the surprise visits from my loved ones are my smile-moments. These precious moments rejuvenate me , uplift me and equip me with hope to overcome disappointments , setbacks and failures in this unpredictable tale of life.
I seek for my fairy tale in these little inconspicuous moments and i must confess, they never cease to amaze.