An ode to a Warrior Princess

There was once a girl named S, of warrior blood, who lived in a little cocoon of her own. Her friends found it hard to read her, strangers, impossible to approach. Her piercing black eyes could leave you speechless, her rhetoric made you weak in the knees, her mood swings made you want to, at times, bang your head on the wall, and at other times, not let her out of your embrace.

Each moment you spent with her was an experience by itself and made you miss her the moment she left. Her smile could floor the grumpiest old man and the naughtiest little devil, the well bitten nails and the spelling mistakes were endearing, the nail polish, not so much, her kiss-take you the seven heavens and back and her anger- a sleeping beast. Her passion in what she believed in, made you feel inferior and inspired at the same time. Having several voices in her head, her conversations were brilliant, random, nonsensical, loving, naughty and sometimes, hypnotically fixating.


As she roamed the plains of the countryside, she left an impression on anything she touched. Gentlemen-singing her praises, ladies-their envy, children could not get enough of her. One day, she met a fairly handsome young chap-confused and a little low. Over the next six months, she connected with this young (??) man on levels which at times, surprised her. The fellow, on the other hand, was enchanted by her and wanted her by his side at all times.

All was well till one day, the chap, torn between his emotions and his past, went down the road well travelled by others and awoke the hidden beast.

The beautiful damsel, angry and bitter, wanted nothing to do with the young man again. Having realized his folly, the incorrigible brute tried his best to appease the beast. Now, a beast being a beast was at times quietened, but having to fight the ugly head of the ego for no fault of her own, the damsel was in a pickle. Every week, the beast would ask for his share and the young man felt helpless, almost beaten. But, resolute and convinced of his feelings for her, he used every weapon to silence the beast. In his quest to win the heart of the princess, the man came to a few decisions.

to be continued.....