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I’ve noticed something about myself.
Whenever life becomes complicated,
whenever love feels uncertain,
whenever effort doesn’t lead to reward —
I instinctively compare it to a fairytale.
And I ask:
“Why isn’t this simpler?”
“Why isn’t this clearer?”
“Why doesn’t this feel magical?”
But the real question is deeper.
Why do I compare fairytales with reality in the first place?
Why does my mind hold them side by side?
By Mrunalii JadhavI’ve noticed something about myself.
Whenever life becomes complicated,
whenever love feels uncertain,
whenever effort doesn’t lead to reward —
I instinctively compare it to a fairytale.
And I ask:
“Why isn’t this simpler?”
“Why isn’t this clearer?”
“Why doesn’t this feel magical?”
But the real question is deeper.
Why do I compare fairytales with reality in the first place?
Why does my mind hold them side by side?