A Modern Cinderella – a Story of Our Times

 Real Modern Prince & Princess

Cindy has always been a dreamer, and she harboured grand ambitions.

As a young girl, she dreamed of becoming a world-renowned singer and being swept off her feet by a Sean Connery look-alike, or George Clooney, or someone equally handsome, rich and famous, who would love her endlessly, shower her with unlimited affection and gifts, and satisfy her every whim.

The reality has been in sharp contrast to her daily fantasies. She grew up in a run-down council estate, with older siblings who were always getting into trouble with the law and younger ones regularly trying her patience and driving her to distraction. Her parents were hard up and could never afford to give the children anything, even at Christmas or on their birthdays. Her father an incurable alcoholic and her mother a long-suffering wife in his rough and cruel hands may have explained why.

Cindy did well at school. Although she was not the most academic girl in her class, and really struggled in her maths, physics and chemistry, she loved her English and Drama class, excelling in Music, and the proud owner of the title of best swimmer in her school. She made up for her lack of scientific brain with her determination and a fierce drive to succeed.

When she was sixteen, without alerting anyone in her family, she searched through all papers and magazines, and started auditioning for bands, model agencies and anything fancy that caught her eye. All she thought of during her waking hours was to get spotted by talents scouts and to get away from the shit hole she had been stuck in.

Miraculously, on turning 17, she shoot up a few inches and almost without notice, she became one of the most striking-looking girls among her peers. Almost overnight the spots on her face disappeared; her skin glowed with youth and health, her legs long and lean, her breasts fabulously swollen to attract attention from both sexes. Unlike Jordan, Cindy did not need any cosmetic help, nor could she afford any. She simply had the blessings of good genes and an innate instinct of how to flaunt her natural assets, with a little help from the tight low-cut top and mini skirt from the Top Shop.

And perfect timing too! That was a time when manufactured boy and girl bands were all the rage, and during one of these nation-wide auditions, Cindy got her lucky break.

After a few months of training in hiding and much hush hush from the public eye, with an aggressive marketing frenzy to follow, the girl band she joined went on to the top spot on the pop charts and their singles selling millions of copies. Awards and other accolades were quick to follow.

What happened to Cindy’s love life was not short of a touch of magic either, rather a modern day fairytale that all young girls are aspired to. No one was surprised when she went through one public romantic courtship after another, her every step closely watched by the media and her adoring fans. Her suitors were no George Clooney although she did meet him in person, and decided that he was too old for her. After a few highly scrutinised flings and liaisons with the super-rich and eligible men, including an European royal prince, and a billionaire Russian oligarch, she finally walked up the aisle with a sports super star, tall, dark, and fantastic in bed, as far as his reputations went, whose sponsorship fees alone added to millions of pounds. The wedding was in a romantic setting of a medieval Castle, with Police helicopters and hundreds of security guards, attended by the Who & Who in the celeb world, gracing the covers of glossy magazines, making her bank managers even happier.

All her dreams had come true, at the tender age of 22!  Fame, fortune, adoration of millions of fans far and beyond, and unlimited supply of funds to indulge in her love of fashion and style, fast cars and love of gorgeous men, the whole world conquered and under her heels. What more could a girl possibly want or desire? Surely our Cinderella would live happily ever after, she a sexy Pop Princess and her other half one of the shiniest stars and perfect human specimen. Where would the story go from here?

If it was up to me, someone who despite my own trials and tribulations, still have faith in everlasting love and wish all the lovers in this world a happy ending, I would grant Cindy a permanent spot in this paradise, in love and be loved, without hurt, heartache or betrayal. As a writer, I can easily make that happen, and nobody will blame me for making it up, or won’t they?

A Beautiful Classic Fairytale Loved by Many

One day, on all front pages of all tabloids were pictures of Cindy’s newly-wed husband with another woman, who in turn sold her story to the media. Perhaps the chain effect, more women of different descriptions came out of the woodwork, baring their sordid affairs with the gorgeous man whose gift did not seem to be limited to the competitive sports arena. Then we were treated on the front covers of all popular gossiping magazines photos of Cindy leaving her multi-million luxurious pad without her usual flawless make-up. Speculation were rampant that she and her heartbreaker were to split up, followed by more revelations and rumours of forgiveness and tearful reunions in sunny Barbados. God knows what will make headlines next, as the public’s obsession with Cindy’s life seems insatiable.

The ending, in the end, is not up to me, or you, not even the media who is responsible in encouraging the public’s constant fascination with the celebrities.

How would our love affairs with lovely Cindy end?

A Chinese Cover for Cinderella

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