It has been early spring and sitting amidst rose beds ensconced in my comfy chair my imaginative mind has already begun to day dream…..
Being a princess, I have a retinue of maids scurrying about me. So many dresses to choose from, so many shoe pairs to wear, you name a thing and I have it. A wishful life, what more could one want? I enjoy giving directions as everybody fusses about my likes and dislikes while I am seemingly oblivious of their painstaking endeavors.
Last month when I wanted to go and play in a park, I was highly embarrassed to find whole of the country ogling at me. Eventually, I had to cancel our little plan and satisfy my urge for an outdoor play in the palatial garden only.
I am looking forward to the coming week, when I am going to celebrate my birthday. It is going to be a gala time for the whole country as everyone wants to observe the birthday of their princess. My parents are going to take me to the world tour as my birthday present. I have requested them to allow me to take some of my friends for keeping me company. “Of course darling”, my mother has said. Oh! how glad I am going to be. Sometimes I feel bad having to lead life of a public figure but then there are times when I enjoy all the lime light it gets.
Ouch! A rose prick has just pricked my finger and alas my dream has just come to its painful end. I wish I were a princess…..
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