The Paper Princess

Once upon a time, there was the Paper King.

He had a sheaf of daughters, all very pretty and white. He had so many of them that he just named them One, Two, Three, and so on. His favourite was the youngest, whom he called Theend.

One day, their old yellowed and crinkled aunt took the Paper King to task.

“Aren’t you going to get your daughters married? It’s about time. I can see the first one growing almost as yellow and crinkly as me! Do something before it’s too late!”

The Paper King was upset that his nap was disrupted so rudely – his back hurt all the time and he could barely stand straight by himself. However, he did see the point his sister was trying to make. He sent out all the pages to announce the search for suitable grooms.

The first groom to arrive was the Paintbrush. He was very proud of his thick hair, and his vibrant colours.

“Call me the Camel”, he said, preening vainly.

Princess One fell head over heels in love with him.

“Oooh! I love the way his hair tickles me all over!” she cooed.

The Paintbrush insisted that he give her a makeover, and dressed her in his family colours before the wedding. Princess One made no protest that she had to change so completely to marry him.

The second groom to arrive was Crayola the Crayon.

He was a flaky chap – on first sight, he appeared very sharp and handsome, but as you got to know him, you realized he was quite blunt and boring. His behaviour was rather patchy, but Princess Two was completely taken by him.

“Ooooh! I love the way he rubs me all over!” she cooed.

The Crayon too lost no time in given Princess Two a complete makeover, but she did not protest a bit.

The next to arrive was Prince Parker the Pen. He was very smartly dressed in a blue and silver armor, and had a very sharp nose. Princess Three was completely bowled over by him.

“Ooooh! I love the way he teases me all over!” she cooed.

Prince Parker then insisted that Princess Three change according to his whims, and she did not protest.

Theend watched all her sisters getting married thus, changing so drastically that they no longer remained what they were earlier.

“What about you, my child?”, the Paper King asked her fondly.

“My time has not yet come, Papa”, she replied cheerfully.

She waited by her window everyday, seeking the one she would marry.

Finally, the Pencil, came along. He was a brave and cheerful fellow, who soldiered on inspite of having to carry a burden as heavy as lead. He was dressed in red and black, and went by the name of common name of Nataraj.

“Papa, this is the one I wish to marry!” Theend declared.

“Him?” The Paper King was taken aback.

“But why, you could have anyone you pleased?

”“Papa, I love him because he will let me be myself!”

The Paper King had no choice but to consent.

Theend and Nataraj were married and they lived to a ripe old age, till they both disintegrated.

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25 Comments on “The Paper Princess”

  1. shruti Says:

    hey, finally i visited ur blog!!!
    the story is nice ~~something different. i also liked the point it emphasised that ‘one should never change for the sake of others’… do whatever u want to!!!

  2. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    hehehe.. Thank you!!
    am now working hard to five my blog a new look…
    Will ping you once I’m done.. 🙂

  3. Abhishek Shetty Says:

    Oh yeah a story which I have heard in other forms but never in such straightforward fashion. Parker and the crayon guy don’t know what they missed

  4. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    Hey.. The story is original!!
    Adaptation from the ‘pencil’ article on the Wockhardt hospital pamphlet!!
    Maybe u’ve read that one..

  5. Arjun 'Samaadhi' Bharadwaj Says:

    Masterpiece!! Hail the reincarnation of Grimm Brothers 🙂

  6. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    Oooh..
    *blush*
    Thanks a lot!! 😀

  7. Sivaguru Says:

    the written word or a sketch on paper has its own charm. with all the e-books and searchable content, there are times when i still prefer to read or write on paper!
    with a pencil, at that!!

  8. kaddu Says:

    hahahaha!!! I LOVE the ending!!! Till they both disintegrated!!! Hahahahahaha!!!!!
    This is totally like u!!!(Earlier I said that u as a person n u as an author are completely different)
    Nice one!!!! Happy hols!!!….I still can’t stop laughing!!!….disintegrated…hahahahaha!!!!!

  9. pricelessjunk Says:

    I love this story ! This is soo true !! NEVER CHANGE FOR OTHER PEOPLE’S SAKE. If they really like you, then they will never ask you to change.
    And Prarthana, I love the names that you’ve given ’em – Crayola the Crayon n Prince Parker the Pen. =)

  10. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    @ siva peripa
    Yes, I second that!! NATRAJ pencils to be very precise!! 😀
    @ kaddu
    I’m glad you liked…
    I actually found this story crazy!!
    @ pri
    Ditto!! 🙂

  11. Raghav Says:

    Wow, that’s truly great.
    It’s original eh?
    That makes it even better!

    BTW, the new skin is super-awesome!

  12. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    @ raghav
    The story just came out in an hour!! Glad you liked it…

    And, the new template is all thanks to priya’s efforts!!
    Thanks Pri 🙂

  13. RENIN RAJ Says:

    Thanks mate
    good posting..
    really too good

  14. ishmeet Says:

    Oh WOW!

    This was absolute brilliantness. Just with the help of a Paper, Camel, Crayola, Parker and Natraj, you’ve mentioned the most important thing in life..to not change for somebody else and be yourself.

    Got to give it to you, man!

  15. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    @renin
    Thank you!!

    @Ishmeet
    There’s NO point in trying to be like others, is there??

    Glad you liked the post!
    Thanks for visiting!! 🙂

  16. ishmeet Says:

    There definitely isn’t. I’ve always felt that your individuality is the key. Everybody is different, and it should be that way. You may think something about you is bad but someone else might think it’s good. So one should be oneself at all points and should not fake in order to behave cool and stuff like that.

  17. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    Well yes,
    I agree with you a 100%
    There can be only one Prarthana in this WHOLE world… and I am very proud of this fact!!
    And about having any sota bad qualities..
    All I can say that is that it gives us all a scope for improvement…
    People who are all made up, just dont know the true of being THEM..
    tch, tch.. What a big miss!!

  18. Sindhu Says:

    cute story….nice message!
    and the new look to your blog is AWESOME!!!

  19. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    @ Sindhu
    Thank you… 🙂

  20. Sujanya Ravishankar Says:

    hehehehheheheheh……..juggle…..buggle…..tubble…guggle

  21. Malu Says:

    You are becoming a good blogger ! BTW whom are you copying these from!
    Amma

  22. Prarthana Ravishankar Says:

    @ amma
    *Buh*
    Copying it seems!! 😛

    @ sujan
    as usual!! I fing this to be nothing but madness…

  23. scorpria Says:

    Whoa! what an imagination!! WOW!!!
    hats off tu yu, lady!

  24. Reflections Says:

    Good read!!!! ummm…is the word ‘theend’ supposed to mean anything or its just a name?

  25. Prarthana Says:

    @ scorpia
    Merci! 😀

    @ Reflections
    Theend is just a fascinating name… 😀


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