Cinderella Research Paper
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“ ..And I am Cinderella, whisked off to the ball pulled by magnificent horses and driven by a smartly attired coachman”
The clock struck 12 and I feel down.
I found myself in a two BHK flat with ordinary aura around. There is no fairy godmother, glass slipper, or for that matter of fact a ball to give me a glimpse of me being Cinderella.
I am still there. In that very mediocre life.
I think about what a fearless dreamer I was at age of 10 around .I was 2 feet 3 inches AND my dreams were soaring higher than Burj Khalifa.
Now I am 5 feet 6 inches BUT my dreams minimized into size of atom. To be precise, when I was small, I dreamt BIG, Really Big. Now I am big but I dream really small. Though a word gimmick, but harsh reality.
It’s not a mere play of conjunction “And” & “But”. Also, that’s not the paradox I am …show more content…
However, who the hell in this era want to be in horse cart. I would most probably like to be Cinderella in real life who wants to own a Penthouse downtown, drive fast-and-furious vehicles, and run multinational companies. And that certainly never comes for free.
Science also always talks about “Intellectual Ambition”. It states that the five senses, three are of little use in the formation of permanent notions: a fourth, the sight, is flamboyant and radiant. But, it furnishes transcripts of things so highly aspired and deeply modified by the medium of sense. We name this “Highly Desired Aspiration” as Imagination. And we all slog to fulfill the product of this imagination- The Dream
I support that the very fact that IMAGINATION is complimentary. I totally refute the fact that “Dreams are Priceless”. As Freedom never comes free so are Dreams. We pay commodity called TIME to fulfill all our dreams. We need to posses an indomitable perseverance in the work of reason in spite of all the checks and discouragements. Just to make that “Cinderella Dream” comes to
“ ..And I am Cinderella, whisked off to the ball pulled by magnificent horses and driven by a smartly attired coachman”
The clock struck 12 and I feel down.
I found myself in a two BHK flat with ordinary aura around. There is no fairy godmother, glass slipper, or for that matter of fact a ball to give me a glimpse of me being Cinderella.
I am still there. In that very mediocre life.
I think about what a fearless dreamer I was at age of 10 around .I was 2 feet 3 inches AND my dreams were soaring higher than Burj Khalifa.
Now I am 5 feet 6 inches BUT my dreams minimized into size of atom. To be precise, when I was small, I dreamt BIG, Really Big. Now I am big but I dream really small. Though a word gimmick, but harsh reality.
It’s not a mere play of conjunction “And” & “But”. Also, that’s not the paradox I am …show more content…
However, who the hell in this era want to be in horse cart. I would most probably like to be Cinderella in real life who wants to own a Penthouse downtown, drive fast-and-furious vehicles, and run multinational companies. And that certainly never comes for free.
Science also always talks about “Intellectual Ambition”. It states that the five senses, three are of little use in the formation of permanent notions: a fourth, the sight, is flamboyant and radiant. But, it furnishes transcripts of things so highly aspired and deeply modified by the medium of sense. We name this “Highly Desired Aspiration” as Imagination. And we all slog to fulfill the product of this imagination- The Dream
I support that the very fact that IMAGINATION is complimentary. I totally refute the fact that “Dreams are Priceless”. As Freedom never comes free so are Dreams. We pay commodity called TIME to fulfill all our dreams. We need to posses an indomitable perseverance in the work of reason in spite of all the checks and discouragements. Just to make that “Cinderella Dream” comes to