“I love her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons.”
In a far away land, there once lived a beautiful princess. As she came of age, her father sent out a search for suitable grooms to give her hand in marriage to. Hearing of the princess’s beauty, eligible princes from all over the world journeyed far to win over the fair maiden. The princess met many a prince, yet, she didn’t find the one she was looking for. Just before she was about to give up, she was introduced to a prince far less in stature to the other princes but a prince nonetheless. As soon as her eyes locked with his, she knew he was the one for her. On the night that the King was going to announce her wedding with the prince of her choice, an evil demon that held a grudge against the king, kidnapped the princess. He locked her up in his tallest tower and guarded the tower personally. Her knight in shining armour fought valiantly against the demon and his army. The prince saved the princess from the demon and they lived happily ever after.
We’ve all grown up reading fairytales. I believe I knew the story of Cinderella even before I knew my own name. Fairytales… in fairytales the protagonist is faced with a lot of hardships and is finally rescued by her knight in shining armour. Cinderella, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty and countless other fairytales were my favourite books while growing up. The idea of being rescued became the epitome of romance for me.
As we grow up, demons start to add up in and around our lives, demons in the form of failures, broken relationships, forgotten friendships, unsaid words and lost dreams. They capture a corner of our heart and mind. We may push them behind but they keep lurking in the corners and when we are at our weakest, they strike. When we hit rock bottom, our demons drag us down below it to the fire pit. They watch with pleasure as we burn in the fires of our deepest desires.
Why do we let them drag us down? This is the worst part. Our demons are a manifestation of us in our worst forms. We let ourselves bring us down. We let our worst fears take over us and rule our minds and hearts. We are our demons!
Like every fairytale, when we are hit by our worst demons, we look for our knight in shining armour to rescue us from the tall tower in which the demons have locked us. We look for our heroes in others. We look outside for help. Our cries are mostly unheard and ignored. The face of our hero is lost in a crowd of people, as we desperately scramble to find someone to save us. We desperately hold on to anyone that gives us hope, hoping they’d silence our worst demons but more often they aggravate our demons further and leave us alone to deal with them.
Why do we always forget to look within ourselves? Our hero is right there. ‘Be your own hero’ says it all. When faced by our demons, no external force can help, it has to be us. We need to save ourselves. The princess needs to pick up the sword and fight for her freedom instead of lying around waiting for her prince to come. I know it is easier said than done but we all have the power within us to fight our demons. When the night gets dark and you feel like your demons are out to prey, turn to yourself to fight them, you shall succeed.
Sometimes you have to be your own hero..