An ordinary princess

The princess did a stock count of what she has achieved over the years.

1) No. of great loves - hmmm, very subjective
2) No. of extraordinary career highlights - hmmm, not really any
3) No. of times she appeared in the night scene section of a lifestyle magazine - hmm, maybe once but strictly speaking, none
4) No. of times she was allowed to cut queue to enter a club - occasionally
5) No. of times appearing on Singapore Tatler - none
6) No. of childhood dreams come true - none

The list goes on. The list of unfulfilled dreams increases through the years and ,sadly, the list of dreams that the princess knows she could never fulfil in her lifetime grows longer too.

The princess has almost given up all hope to be a supermodel of the world, an Oscars Worthy actress, a fashion designer rubbing shoulders with celebrities, a trophy wife to a millionaire and a career woman whose look can kill.

Yet, strangely, the princess does not feel a sense of great sadness at her lack of dramatic achievements in life; as if resigned to fate.

The princess sometimes wonder if she has finally attain Enlightenment in a world of constant craving and upgrading? or ,perhaps, the princess had simply been too plain lazy her whole life; choosing the path of least resistance.

The princess cant help but ask herself: "Is there still any sparks left in her for a life less ordinary?"