Why are people so nitpicky these days? Why can’t they let fairy tales remain just that, fairy tales? Why do they have this need to make their lives so much like a fairy tale that they blur the line between fantasy and reality? In fact, why do they want lives that resemble fairy tales? Fairy tales pale in comparison to real life. In fairy tales, there is nothing real involved, no love, no trust, no sacrifice, no nothing. Everything is easy. It’s all fake.
‘…and your mother loves your father, ‘cause she’s got nowhere to go…’
Let’s take a look at Cinderella. The prince falls into Cinderella’s lap, for no apparent reason. He took her because she was pretty, and her foot fit that damn glass shoe. She took him because he was rich, and she had to get away from her abusive family. Tell me, where is the love in that? Where is the wooing, the sweetness, the sheer fluff that comes with falling truly madly deeply in love? They spend one night together, and then suddenly decide they want to spend the rest of their lives with each other? Did they have divorce back then?
‘…I want to take you for granted, and I will…’
Aladdin lied to Jasmine to marry her and become a legitimate prince, and got her in danger for it. He didn’t love her, only what she stood for. Fame, fortune, power… And what kind of father was the sultan to auction off his daughter to some stranger because he claimed to be a prince and had a fancy carpet? Or to his advisor, who is many, many, many years older than she is? Aladdin’s wishing the genie free was an ingenious bit of manipulation, and for all his thousand years, Genie was still too naïve to see through it.
‘…if I was a rich girl, nanananananana…’
In The princess and the Pea, who else is the princess but some spoiled, pampered brat, who has no qualms about making people rush to and fro to fulfill her each and every stupid whim? Haven’t we all met her before?
“…and, darling, you look wonderful tonight…”
When the little mermaid became human to marry Eric, she left her family, her home, everything behind, and for what? Some guy who cared only for her looks and not for what she actually had to say? It says a lot about him that he fell in love with her during the time that she didn’t talk. Ursula was portrayed as the villain, but she was the nicest person there. She laid down the truth, real and simple, for Ariel to see. But guess who still decided to give it all up for a crude facsimile of love?
Fairy tales embody real life more than we think. It’s no coincidence that quite a large number of Disney princesses are married to a Prince Charming. That’s polygamy in the making. The Princess and the frog, Alice in wonderland? They are so, so high.
To want a Disney life is to not want a life at all. To want a Disney life is to want nothing more than a mere fantasy, an imitation of life. The hardships that we go through, the trials we encounter, they mould us. They are a part of living and of us. They make us who we are. Problems prove that we bleed, breath, eat, sleep, laugh, cry… Problems are proof that we are alive.
Believe me, what little we see of life is sugar coated, just like Disney. Really. None of us have been through the hardship of not eating for a day, because we couldn’t afford it, or of eating but feeling like dirt, because we sold our bodies or our souls for it. None of us know what it’s like to be truly useless, to be completely and utterly worthless. None of us can claim to be familiar with the knowledge that nobody cares. Some of us may have experienced love, yes, and some of us may even know what it feels like to have truly earned the food that we eat…
‘…there she stumbles, falling to her knees. I think she tripped on reality…’
…I want to have it all. The good, the bad, the meaningful, the meaningless….There, out there, beyond the fairy tales, beyond the fantasies, beyond simply sitting there watching the goddamn T.V., there is this thing called Reality, called Life.
Take it, it’s yours.
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These two, “Reality bites” and “Reality Bites Back”, were actually articler for our one issue only Class Magazine for english last year.
