Folk Tales 6; Kinderalla

Kinderalla ....

It was one day in time, there was a young lady who has come of age to be independent of her immediate family, made so by the presence of her step mother and step sisters’, she found the need to get her own life outside. You can’t helped it when you are living in a two room apartment with an equally snoring father who also sleepwalks at night. But this poor lady, was consigned to do household works as her sisters took care of her father in case he falls off the balcony on the 29^th floor.

This young lady name is Kinderalla, and she is one unlucky girl for sure; she gets to scrub floors and washes the dirty laundry. Its made worse  by the gossip she can hear of the neighbours who talks of her father antics. But poor Kinderalla was ever sane to all the insanity around her, although she kept rats for pet; I am sure she had them vaccinated.

Now one day, there was party to be held at the pool, and its was hosted by the local celebrity, whose charms earn him reputable names. Actually it was the father who paid for the party as he hoped his son will find a bride among the elites here. Now the party was the next best thing to happened since the BBQ which burned down the gazebo. So all the young ladies was estatic and that includes Kinderalla’s. But poor Kinderalla, had nothing to be estatic about. Her favourite dress was riddled with holes courtesy of Cousin Rat-Attack. So she sat there while her step sisters paraded in their costumes, to flaunt their assets. Now Kinderalla was not altogether lost, as she has a ‘Godfather’ named Marlon at Suite B on Block MF. He used to say ‘I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse’ so she went to him for help. She bought him cigars from Sicily. He told his ladies, ‘you get her ready to be the next model or I model you myself.’

So they did, a silky pink dress ( the pigs will go oink oink over ) with matching shoes, and a pink convertible that can fit into the lift to take her to the pool on ground floor. They even had the pool filled  with pinkies flowers and lifted the party to a pinky level. Her entrance to the party was unbelievable; 48 piece orchestra and pink carpets rolled out. But before she stepped out of the pink convertible, her Godfather said ‘don’t leave before midnight. I got a surprise for you’.

Now the host was charmed by the Pink Lady, and he forgot there are seven colors in the rainbow.  So the young couple danced and chat the whole evening. But just before the stroke of midnight, too much ‘pink lady’ drinks needed Kinderalla to be excused. So she excused herself, pry herself off the arms of the host, ran to the bathroom at her apartment in time ( she was particular on her choice ). But she left her right shoe behind. True enough at the stroke of midnight, the place was lighted up with fireworks and the message ‘you complete me...’. But there was no completion. Kinderalla left before she can complete the party.

And poor charming man who held her right shoe thought she was a dream like the fireworks; dazzle for a while and left with emptiness. So he retired to be a shoemaker.

And Kinderalla took on her usual works and rear more cats to eat the rats.

As for Marlon, I heard he left for the movies.

As for the apartment, echoes of ‘Kinderalla’ can still be heard.....

( In life, opportunity are few and when they come, grabbed it and hold tight. Sometimes to do so, you need to forego some personal things like your preferences in life. Nothing is ever complete unless you learn to adapt. )