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Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 11)

“It’s been two weeks. He never came to visit. It’s different to not have him here, hovering over me and, Kathy…………. And he never questioned about Kathy’s name? Everything is so confusing. Should I talk to him? Am I getting mad even allowed? Is he answerable to me? This whole relationship is confusing.”

“Mom, that uncle with chocolate didn’t come from many days. You know he is very good at Monopoly”, Kathy said while tying her shoes.

“Katherine, he is your father and he might come today to play with you.”

“But he asked me to call him uncle until you accept him.”

“He is impossible. Why does he complicate everything?” said inaudibly to Kathy.


“George, did someone come to meet Kathy or me?”

“No, but why are you asking”, he said while making the dough for cookies.

“Just asking.”


“Another day went by but he never came. Is he planning to take Kathy away?          

  No, he can’t do it. She is my daughter and I will not let him take her.”

“Mom, let’s go home”, Kathy said as she took my hand. 

” George, would you mind locking the shop?”

“Oh! Not at all. Good Night and take care.”

“Good Night.”


“Mom, why a carriage is standing outside our house?” she said as I searched for the keys.

I knew in an instant who was here. It was a royal carriage and he was here. 

“Mom let’s go and see”, she said while indicating the carriage.

“You go inside the house.”

“Let me come with you.”

“No, you can’t.”

“Please, Mama.”

“No. Go and wait for me inside.”

I knocked on the door when the royal minister opened it and left me to talk with him. 

My life changed so much in a few years. Once I was a maid in my own house then became a princess of a kingdom. I was the girl who believed in happily ever after but I left him. I wanted a family and when I got one, it was beyond my reach. Now after all these years, I am not the same Cinderella who loved and married a prince, who imagined a life which was beyond imagination, the perfect life which everyone dreamt of. Everything ruined when it ran like sand from my hand.


“Cinderella, why you named our daughter Katherine?” he asked impatiently as I didn’t answer his previous questions.

“I liked the name.”

“We can at least have a normal conversation for once.”

“Says the one who never respected his wife.”

“Cinderella, please. How many times should I say sorry about one mistake I did years ago?”

“Your one mistake cost me my whole life. You are no one to interfere in my life and my daughter’s name should not be your concern.”

“Cinderella”, he shouted.


“Don’t shout Robert. Your shouting holds no meaning to me now. You are just the father of my daughter and that was the reason I let you come near her but you are not my husband to ask me questions.”

“Cinderella, you are not trying to unders……”

“What should I understand that you want to take both of us back to the palace. 

Don’t be shocked. I knew it the first day I met you. 

And this the last time I am telling you, Kathy and I will not come with you.”

He tried to say but I stopped him again.

“Because you are Kathy’s father you can meet her once in a while but don’t even think of taking her from here.”

“Please Cinderella. I made a horrible mistake and I am bearing the consequence till now. I love you and I want you back in my life. I truly loved you from the day I saw you but the desire to become king blinded me. I never realised until you left me that you are the one who is important not the crown. I want to earn my place in your life just like before. Just give me one chance.”

The silence prevailed for minutes. 

I loved this man with everything I had but I never got what I wanted and now when he wants to give me everything, should I take it? This man, I loved him, I love him and will only love him. Will everything become normal or this will be our new normal?

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Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 10)

“You have no right over her. You never wanted a child and now you want her to be part of your life. She was unaware of your existence and you want me to introduce you to her as her father when I told her that he never existed.”

“How could you do this to me?” I tried to protest but after what I did to her it was quite difficult to make her agree with me.

“This is what you deserve,” Ella cried out at last.

“Cinderella, please let me meet her for once,” he begged. Though my words never mattered for her. 


“This is the third time this week she denied my request. But I will also see, how much longer will it take her to accept me and my love.”

“Robert, you need to stop this as it is affecting your work now,” one of my close friend Kris suggested.

“No Kris, if I will lose them this time then I won’t be able to live in guilt that I never tried.”

“You are destroying your kingdom as well as you with this stubbornness.”

“No, for every second of my life I wanted this kingdom but I never got the happiness even after acquiring it. Although Cinderella, she was in my life for a few months but with her every day was refreshing, it was new and joyful. She was the light who tried to take away my darkness but I was indulged with it that I could never see it coming. And when I know I will get my life back, you want me to leave that for something I know will be of no worth without her. She is the queen I want to rule with because without her it will be meaningless. So, don’t ever tell me to stop.”

“Robert, I wasn’t trying to stop you but even if I did you will not. So, all the best for your journey”, he said defeatedly as he went to deal with the issues of the kingdom which I could not care for now. 


I know everyone including my family thinks I have gone mad to run after something I could never get. Last week, when I fought with my father and locked myself in the room, I thought it was the end of my life, my rule because everything was incomplete without her. At that time the box of chocolate given by that villager came in front of my eyes. I never wanted to eat them but the taste of her chocolate was everlasting and the thought to relish it again was tempting. My hand landed itself on the box and the first bite told me that it was her who made it. And the hope that now I can find her was not just a thought but also upcoming reality. 

This week, after talking to that villager, Smith, I went to meet her. I knew she would not be happy with it but I wanted to take the chances. 


“My dear Elly, it’s the wedding tomorrow and as usual it will be yours chocolate pudding”, a lady said smilingly.

“Samantha, you should stop worrying because the pudding will be there on time”, my Cinderella replied while packing another order.

She is beautiful like always and now she seems to be famous and happier than she was with me.

She talked to a lady for a while but what struck me was the name, Kathy. 

“Who is this Kathy?” “Is she my daughter?” “But why the name Kathy?”

There were so many questions I wanted to ask though asking them now will only take her away from me.

“Where is Kathy, Ella Aunty?” a little girl asked her.

I could not wait for long to meet her so I followed the little girl. And what I saw only amazed me, a little girl with the same features as me was sitting in a corner of the kitchen, of her bakery was eating cookies and was playing Monopoly. And I knew she was my daughter, my blood. Did I want to be angry with Cinderella for not telling me about her but is she the one to be blamed? 


I tried talking to my little girl but she refused to talk to the strangers. I tried to offer her a bar of chocolate but she denied, “my mother makes the best chocolate in the world and I don’t eat the things offered by strangers.”

“Why are you here?” she said taking Kathy in her arms.

“Please give me a chance Cinderella. Please. I want to mend everything. I want my daughter and you to live with me”, I tried to persuade her. However, she is a tough nut to crack.

“I don’t want to listen to anything, you just go. Go from here and never try to come again here or in our lives. We are happy without you.”

“Please Cinderella.”


It has been a week from that day and I regularly go there just to see my queen and princess. Kathy might have got my looks and brain but heart, she got it from Cinderella. She might say no to me now and even for the coming days but I won’t stop trying. Because eventually she will agree and we all will live happily ever after, exactly the way she wanted. 

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Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 5)

“The dinner was planned very efficiently Princess,” queen Teresa of Florida said as she kept admiring the arrangements. “It is arranged the same way queen Helen used to do. She taught you very well.” Cinderella was happy with all the appreciation she got today but the one of whom she was waiting from hours never came. Excusing herself she went to the kitchen to see if desert was ready or not.


Last few days, she has become close to everyone in the palace especially the royal cook, Jackson. He is an old fellow who is serving the royal family from years and treats Cinderella as his daughter. She also likes his company because he is the one after queen Helen who does not think her useless. They don’t tell her that she is lucky to get married to Prince Robert and they do not tell her how good he is with people. Whenever she listens it feels they are talking about a completely different person. Because her husband is not nearly sweet especially with her. In starting she reasoned his anger as the pressure of court, she thought he was trying too hard to become a better king. But now when his anger is constant he does not feel like the same person she fell in love. Now every time someone takes his name all she could remember is him questioning their marriage. It’s just been two months and he has already started questioning their marriage and she can’t do anything to stop him. Even the thought scares her but she tries to be better, to be better as a princess, to be a better wife, to be someone who could be useful to him to share his burden, not someone who he thinks as a burden. She never asked for a fancy life but now all she got is that. She always prayed for a peaceful life with a small family with no worries. When she first came to the dinner planned by prince Robert she thought it could be true, her dreams could become reality, he might be the one but he….. he is someone different, someone she can’t recognise. And now she has become a fancy doll whose only work is to plan dinners and banquets whenever required. She wanted to do something notable, something important in her life but can’t see or find anything. With everything going on she finds herself as confused as she was when her mother and father left this world one by one. 

“Princess dessert is ready. Should we arrange it?” Jackson asked as he started to decorate it. “Umm, …….I’ll see and will tell you,” she said making her way down the hall. “Princess, you seem to be upset,” Jackson once again asked because normally she is vivacious personality but from few days she seemed to be disturbed about something. “It’s nothing to worry, Jack,” she smiled and went to the hall. In the hall, which was full of people and everybody was looking at her, but what took her attention was her husband’s eyes which were red with anger, “Princess, everybody wanted to meet you. Where were you? I was searching for you”, he said as he came towards her and his grip on her hand became tight and painful with his every word. The tears in her eyes were about to drop but she controlled herself, “Sorry Prince. I went to check the arrangements for dessert which will be here any minute.” he smirked and took her to meet king of Armenia while his hold on her hand was not losing a bit. For some time she tried to control her pain and whenever she tried to take her hand away from him it only got worse. Slowly, everything around her became blurry and all she heard was her name being called but with every second she only found herself in deep slumber.

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Your Touch

Those touches of you always create havoc inside me.

You have touched the deepest corners of my heart.

When you touch me everything inside me burns.

I wait for the evening when we will join our hands, those warm hands always makes me want more, and when that warmness leaves me, it feels like everything is finished.

Your hugs are an important part of my day.

My day starts and ends with it.

Those morning cuddles make me feel home.

The home which I had always craved for.

You make me feel safe when I know how much cruel the world outside is.

Your innocent touches remind me of being alive.

Those deepest desires are awakened by your touches.

When I am with you I want the world to stop forever and be with you.

To be with you is the only thing that I ever want.

You are the love of my life.

The life which I have now is only for you.

I am now only for you.

It has been you always and will be only you.

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Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 4)

“Cinderella, please this event should be thoroughly planned from the main course to sweet dish, dance to the songs to be played, sitting place of dukes and counts and ministers, everything should be perfectly planned. Do not mess it up like last time, because I won’t be taking your side this time. Please don’t make me regret my decision of marrying you”, Robert said as he fixed his clothes to attend the court. Today is a big day to celebrate prince Robert’s success in the agreement made with neighbouring country and also to celebrate his first step to become the future king.  


Prince Robert and Cinderella were happy until they came back from their honeymoon. When they came it was only happiness all over their faces. Cinderella believed her destiny is changed, finally she got someone who would love her immensely and will be happy to spend his life with her, she thought it was happily ever after now but what she wasn’t aware is that happily ever after never existed, it is just a myth because the ending of one story writes the beginning of another. She thought she had given all the tests of life but what she forgot that life is all about these tests and changes that comes along with them. These tests write our destiny for the better or worse but all we have to do is to keep going. Cinderella who never ever planned a single dinner at her home was now expected to plan the dinner for all the respected members who will come from different countries across the world. Last time she tried to do things the way she would want in spite of being warned by her mother in law who is a decent lady with an optimistic thinking. She tried to tell Cinderella that things don’t happen the way she wants and even guided her but the enthusiasm in Cinderella’s eyes made her stop. This time Cinderella decided to take help of her as she always knew what is to be done in a situation like this. She wanted to learn things from her if this will help her to make her relationship with Robert better. She didn’t want dinner to be the reason for Robert to leave her. She was afraid to be left alone again when she can try and fix everything up. Changing her clothes she went to queen Helen. She knocked on the door and went inside as queen Helen asked her to come in. “Your Highness”, Cinderella curtsied as queen Helen offered her the seat near her. “Princess Cinderella, is there anything I can do?”, she asked politely. “Queen Helen I am here…I am…..,” she searched for words to ask her help but only stuttered more. “It’s okay princess you can ask for anything,” queen tried to calm Cinderella who was freaking out thinking of the disaster she did in the last dinner. “Queen Helen, you know how terrible I am at arranging dinners after seeing the last one planned by me. This time … this time I don’t want to make mistakes and for this, I will need your help. Please don’t say No”, she finally said expecting queen Helen to say something but instead queen went to her cupboard looking for something. She waited patiently for a few minutes and queen come with a diary in her hand. “Take this”, she handed Cinderella the diary which was a little bit worn and old but the content inside seemed to be intact. Cinderella confusedly started to speak but kept quiet as the queen indicated her to open it. She opened it to find the list of people to be invited at different dinners and was amazed to see that names were added and removed from time to time. “This diary is passed from generations so that no one had to worry about all the culture and traditions because we all are human and forgetfulness is in our nature which is very difficult to deal with. This diary consist of the names of persons you need to invite at different occasions and also the food which has to be made and all other traditions are written in it”, the queen said smilingly. Cinderella thanked the queen and took the diary and went to prepare for the upcoming event as this time she wanted to prove herself to be worthy and she believed if planning a dinner according to royal tradition will help her regain the love from her husband then she would be happy to do that. 

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Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 9)

Katherine”…………”Kathy, where are you?”

“You have to find me.”

“Oh! So now we are playing hide and seek.”

A yes came with a laughing sound.

“Has anyone seen the little mouse who hides in my almirah”

“It’s not a little mouse,” a girl of almost 5 years says coming out of the almirah she was hiding.

“Oh! Definitely not. Because she is a princess.”

“Mama, you cheated again”, the girl said, getting angry.

“I am so sorry baby and Mama promises not to do it again.”

“Promise?” the girl asked with her puppy eyes which only added to her cuteness.

“Pinky Promise”, her Mama promised.


“Ella, the customers are waiting”, George, the chef who works with Ella, came to inform her.

“Yeah, will be there in five minutes.”

“Mama, I will wait for you here”, Katherine told her mother, assuring her that she would be safe.

“Ok, then eat these if you feel hungry. I will see you in an hour”, Ella said, giving some cookies for her to eat.


Years before Ella became Cinderella, Cinderella the princess but now she is again Ella, the girl who was happy with her life and had no complaints. She now has a daughter whom she loves and wants to give her all the happiness of this world. 

Her life is quite simple now with her daughter as her primary responsibility and a bakery. Baking which she only did as her hobby before is now helping her to earn the bread for her and Katherine. People in this village do not know her as the princess Cinderella but as Ella who has a girl named Katherine and she owns a bakery shop which is quite famous there. 


“My dear Elly, it’s the wedding tomorrow and as usual it will be yours chocolate pudding”, a lady said smilingly.

“Samantha, you should stop worrying because the pudding will be there on time”, Ella replied while packing the order of another customer.

“It will be wonderful. And it should not just be pudding, you and Kathy also have to be there.”

“We will be.”

“Elly Aunt, where is Kathy?” a girl of the same age as Kathy asked.

“She is in the kitchen.”

“Thank you.”

Then Ella again got busy with work.

But a man who was standing near the shop for quite some time now followed the girl which went unnoticed by Ella.

Who is this man?

Will princess Cinderella ever be able to meet her prince, Robert?

Well, these questions will be answered in upcoming parts, until then take care and be safe.

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Twisted Tale of Cinderella (Part 8)

“My Son, my precious son. How have you been?” former king, Robert’s father said looking at his son whom he met after days. 

“I am a good father. How was your tour?”

“You planned it perfectly. Just the way I wanted.”

“It’s great that you liked it. But for now I have to take your leave as the court will be starting soon.”

“Okay, meet me after the court I have to discuss something important.”

Robert nodding his head went from there to attend the court. 

In the evening, Robert remembered to meet his father who seemed to have something important to talk about.

“Your Highness, Your Majesty King Robert wants to have an audience,” one of the guards informed his father who seemed to be busy and confused to decide. 

“Send him in,” he said while gathering the papers in front of him.

“Good Evening….Father, you seemed to be busy. I’ll meet you some other time,” Robert said when he saw his father busy scribbling something.

“No, you sit. Talking to you is way more important.”

“Is everything alright.”

“Yes, actually I am thinking from days that you should remarry.”

“Father, I don’t want to talk about it now.”

“No, son it is actually the correct time. You are already trying to make an alliance with Kiribati and if you marry the princess Alexandra……”

“It’s enough, father. I don’t want to remarry.”

“But son, she is perfect…..”

“You said that for Cinderella too and then made sure that I don’t get close to her.”

“Son, she was never worthy.”

“She was Dad. And it’s time you also understand that. With her I was a human, who lived and loved but now I am not less than a dead man. I am living to have a glance of her and my child whom with your grace I won’t be meeting in this lifetime and you know what I don’t blame you because you just told me what to do but I was the one who did it. I did everything. So, please Father stop telling me to remarry.”

He left the room with tears in his eyes which were on the verge of falling. He thought he was broken till now but now understood he had shattered. Shattered in pieces, to be not joined again.

Everything in his room was broken and shattered with him sitting in the middle of the room. The chocolate box was in his hands. Chocolates reminded him of her. 


“Cinderella, Cinderella…”

“His Highness, Princess is in the kitchen,” one of the maids told him.

he walked to the kitchen to see Cinderella covered in chocolate head to toe laughing pointing at the kitten.

“Cinderella, what’s all this? You should not be working.”

“Ya, act….actually you liked…the chocolate…..before….so I thou….thought to….make it again,” she tried to say while laughing.

It was an amusing sight to see the princess covered in chocolate and the prince trying to take her to a room where she wouldn’t go because she would make the floor dirty. 

“Come….,” the prince said, taking her in his arms. He took her to the room and cleaned her while she was busy admiring him and thanking God for giving her the best husband anyone could get. 

“Now, you are not allowed in the kitchen,” he said, bringing her out of her world.

“But Robert I love cooking,” she said while making the cutest face trying to agree with him. “Please, pleaseeeee!”

“Okay fine. But if what happened today will be done again then I won’t listen to you.”

“You are the best,” she said as she kissed him.

“I know that,” he said, kissing her back.


He didn’t know how he became the one she started to hate, he couldn’t look in the mirror again. Everything between them was beautiful and unique but he destroyed it because it was what his father demanded. 


“Father, you called.”

“Yes, I did.”

“What’s so urgent before the court?”

“Sit down son. Let’s talk.”

The king came with some documents and handed them over to the prince.

“Son, these are official documents for the collaboration with the other states.”

“Okay, father.”

“Actually there is something else I want to talk about.”

“Yes, father.”

“Son, you are the future king and my expectations are way too more than you think. And to fulfill those you have to act appropriately.”

“I don’t understand it.”

“Son, don’t get attached to the Princess. She is just a woman to give your heir not to love. A king can’t love someone or get attached. Think it yourself.”


After this nothing was the same neither prince or Princess nor their relationship. It was ruined the second he decided to listen to his father because he had to become the king. The king who will rule not love because that’s what he has to do.

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Mother’s Day

M- My

O- One

T- Trusted

H- Helpful

E- Exuberant &

R- Reliable person.

Mother. She is the gift of God, given personally to everyone. Whether it is a newborn child or 50 years old man, the mother is equally important for all.

If I start describing, What a mother is? Then I don’t think words would be enough.

She is the one who will be there for you when you are at your high and also when you are at your low.

She sacrifices her life for her child. After giving birth her life revolves around them. It is always the comfortability of a child that comes first. It is their wishes which are meant to be fulfilled. It is always the child’s comfort not her sleepless nights.

And for all what she has done for us, we decide to celebrate it on one day for our insta stories. Mother’s Day is not a celebration for one day it is a celebration of life she got after our birth. It is a celebration for whole life.

This Mother’s Day pledge to yourself, to make every moment you spend with your mother will be special and memorable because other than our time everything else would not matter for her.