Once a great parson (my favorite Moni Sir) told me………….when u go to paint a picture….. try to paint with hide n sick. if u drew a normal picture, people will see it and say “yah,…good picture”…and they will forget it…….but when u will paint a hide n sick picture….people will see and start to think that “what an unusual picture, what did artist wanted to say by this.” They will start to use their imagination and your picture will stuck forever in their mind; …………………I always try to do this with mine :)

I think, there is a child hidden in me somewhere…. Thats why when I finally got the chance to express myself before the world, I wrote some childish things. And now I am making my apology to everyone how read those “Time Pass” posts. Because this is a ugly shitty  world, where life fucks everyone so badly that none even remember fairy tales any more. So please forgive me for my childish words.

Its starts with a “Fairy Tell”. And its kind of a long story.

Once upon a time, there was a little princess lived in a castle far far away. She was king & queens only child so they loved her very very much. She loved them too, specially her father. She had the best father of the world. Days were going so well, but when she became 4, her new baby brother came s out. At first she was so happy that she got a little brother to play with and she made her mind that they were gonna be best friends.

But days after days, when king & queen became busy in taking care of the baby boy, princess began s to think that, her parents love the boy more then her. Its because she was not getting that much attention as she used to had. Then she made a permanent solution that, why not she kills her brother, then her parents will love her again. So she tried to kill her brother as many way as she could. But Queen protected the baby boy every time. They grew up but, in the mine-time they became the greatest enemy of each other. King & queen loved both same and their children loves them a lot, but the children allays tried to destroy each others toys.

Time pasted on, they were growing up. One thing both of them discovered that their life’s were not as nice & fancy they thought they were. Things were begins to change. Their parents were so much conservative minded. And there were so many rules. Worlds best father that little princess once had were becoming evil “slowly”. Children still loved their parents, and thats why they started to maintaining the rules & discipline.

Years were passing on and the rules were getting harder. Little princess was mad at her father. Her father knew that but he didn’t tried to solve that. It was making distance between both. After some years that distance speeded like virus. The little princess was not little anymore. She was about to cross 19, and her brother was 15. They both were mad at their parents for different reasons, but this was the only thing they had in common.

One day her brother came to her and said that, he felled in love for the very first time. He told her that, she was one of few parsons he can trust and thats why he told her first. That was the first moment the sister realized that her brother wasn’t little anymore and their causes were different but they had the same problem, “Parents”. So they joined together and became strong agents their parents. They became best friends. For long time they saved each others back.

But truth never hides. Her beloved brother got caught about his affair. And love was forbidden in their kingdom. Maybe the king loved his children, but he never tried to solve the problems between children and him. And in children’s eyes their father was pure evil. When king heard about the affair, he got so angry and hurt his son with sticks or chairs like stuff. Somedays, king hurt his son with bare hands when nothing was around. King doesn’t seemed to understand that he was just a boy, and it was his age to made mistake.

Another year gone, and the brother regularly got punished, because he wasn’t ready to say goodbye to his first love. His sister watched everything in silence with the pain in her heart for her beloved brother. She doesn’t had any power to stop that pain, that her brother was suffering. But the anger she had for her father grew much, much ,much bigger that anyone can’t even imagine.

Some month after she was in love too and for some mistake she got caught too. In her case, her father tried to locked her up and forced her to marry another kingdoms prince. On that day she made the biggest reckless decision she ever made. She ran away from her kingdom. She might get some dart on her but this was the only way to get her beloved prince and also save her brother or nothing. So this was 50/50 chance to her. She had enough of her evil fathers bullshit and she took the risk.

After that event every one (except cousins from other kingdoms) thew so much mud on her but no one said anything to her brother in fear of his ran away too. After two years, princess is now queen of a proud king. And all other thing seems normal again. The old king is now nice to both of his children s. And sometimes old queen says to her daughter that she did wrong and shouldn’t take that much risk. Princess smiled at her mother and say nothing, because she know that if her father didn’t get that blow that she gave, her father never would have changed. She made the right decision by taking that 50/50 risk :)

All my cousin sisters and daughter of my father’s friends are married/marring rich(huge rich) peoples, and my hole family is just buzzing about them(my cousins). I am also (truly, truly, truly) happy for them, but I heard a rummer that someone just felt sorry for me because I don’t have a rich husband. My sisters are richer and happier then me.

For them I want to say, I may not have the luxury like my cousins life has and I am not as rich as they are, but I have a husband who love me and respect me for who I am. Who gives me the freedom of choosing my own cloths(most of the girls in my country don’t have that luxury, they have to lessen to their husband/parents) and my decision. Who takes care of me, gives me time and don’t have a problem about traveling with him. And most importantly he don’t have a conservative mind & other bullshit.

Yah, you can tell that, my cousins are happy, but I am happier. I have everything a girl could ever wanted(not in imagination… because in there we girls allays wants “Fairy Tells”). I can be whatever I want to be. I have the sweet feelings of being special. He makes me special. Sometimes, having jewelry, land, property s or lots & lots of money doesn’t count happiness. Its just an unbreakable chain of illusions. It will make you pretend to be happy, but never gives you actual happiness. 

Besides, my brother in laws have great jobs, but they didn’t made their money all by themselves. They(my brother in laws) were born rich. So if someday I become rich, then I will be able tell everyone that, ” We(me & my husband) earned every penny that we have. We are rich because we worth it.”

This is the first blog & first blog post of my life. And I am inspired my Ahmed Nitul :)