1. a nonreigning female member of a royal family.
2. Hist. a female sovereign or monarch; queen.
3. the consort of a prince.
4. (in Great Britain) a daughter or granddaughter (if the child of a son) of a king or queen.
5. a woman considered to have the qualities or characteristics of a princess.
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Priyanka (120)
She looked resplendent in a dress of turquoise blue, with her hair plaited in two neat pigtails. She looked cute. Her big, brown eyes shone, as she danced with the mayor. For a six-year old, she could cut a fine circle around the dance floor. But her eyes were looking around, he knew, searching for him. And when she saw him, her face lit up with joy, and she ran towards him, launching into his arms and said, “Daddy, why are you staring at me?” He became aware of the traffic around him and realized that he was on his begging route. He looked at his daughter, fondly, and thought, “Even in this tattered dress, she’s still my little princess.”
Dok Saab (120)
"Rajkumari!! You are still sleeping. Who will wash the dirty utensils, your brothers?"
Born after four sons, she was treated like a real princess by her brothers. "What is my little princess doing" Joginder Singh used to call, when he returned from the office. She was very beautiful, and as she grew, she became even more elegant, delicate and charming. "My little princess! You will rule his home" he told her when he fixed her marriage with Rajat, a software engineer with Infosys. Rajat was from a well educated decent middle class family.
"Just because your dad named you Rajkumari, you think you are a princess" Rajat was shouting, "You think you will sleep and my mother will wash utensils."
Truth Dude (103)
A Love Song For A Princess
Your lustrous hair
weaves tales of fascination.
Your deeply expressive eyes,
mark the beauty of creation.
Your grace and style
are the cause of envy.
Your gracious smile
is as beautiful as can be.
Your royalty is plain
for all ordinary mortals to see.
I give you my heart
and I give it to you for free.
You will always be
the salt of my life.
If I should be so lucky
to make you my wife.
And in pain and tears
and happiness and joy...
I beg you to be the Queen,
of this ordinary boy.
Mandappa KC (115)
Princess
The spotlights were on her. She was dressed in a flowing white gown with a sparkling little tiara upon her princely head.
She screamed with bellowing hate.
"Get out of my castle and never set foot in it ever again.
You have tarnished my name and the very land you were born.
No man shall ever cross me again. And let this be an example. You dare hoot your brains on the fact that this land may one day be run by a woman. Aren't you ashamed of yourself you male chauvinistic pig."
"Cut", screamed the director.
She pulled out her phone, called and said "Dad, I promised you I'd be a princess someday."
Mickey, the monkey (120)
The Princess was coming to Sydney for the first time.
A grand reception was awaiting her arrival at the harbor.
A huge crowd had gathered for a glimpse of her.
They said she was very beautiful, most elegant and graceful.
I had never seen a royal beauty since I came to town from the jungles.
So I sat on a branch of the big banyan tree overhanging the sea.
Suddenly there was a big hullabaloo.
I saw that a big ship was coming in our direction.
It was a grand ship, very beautiful, most elegant and graceful.
I was looking for the regal lady on the ship,
when I saw written on the bow of the ship,
"The Caribbean Princess"
Santonu (112)
Bright sunshine and moonlight could touch you….
Morning breeze was privileged to play with your hairs,
when you closed your bright blue eyes.
Rain drops caressed your glowing face whenever they wished,
soak you with the chill and pleasure,
Green grass always welcomed you with their smiling face,
ever happy to carry you on their soft shoulder
Fragrance of the flowers could make you smile
A smile for which world went upside down
I wished, I could show you the beautiful world through my eyes,
give the warmth of the heart no one could imagine
But I only wished..
Someday I would hold your face and
kiss your eyes… My blind princess!
her father a grey king, a white crown upon his crest
Her babble was a tinkle,
When she leaped stone to stone, dancing through the high forest
Then one day she stepped out,
At father’s feet fell the child, curious, growing
Soon she was beautiful,
Young, meandering through the green hills, flowing
The world was then changing,
Her hosts now harsh and dry, blazing rays were vultures upon her
But high-born she was,
She mellowed them all with her blessings, growing greater
Then… she met her prince,
A great, blue emperor, waiting with an open embrace
River Nara looked back once,
She’d meet her father again some day, but not as a child, as a true princess
GS Virmani (130)
I am weak in 'tenses' and she was the one who made me remind the greatest lesson of grammar or should i say of life.. "Live in present, leave past and future". she came like a melody in my life. i can still feel the delicate touch of her little fingers. the way she laughed while jumping with balloons in her hand, wearing polka dotted frock is still visible to me. the sovenirs and momentos she brought and made me proud are still in my showcase. "Papa i love you too", i can still hear the words. today she is getting married and from now she would be queen of someone's heart but i face no problem of "tenses" while predicting that she would always be mine sweet little "princess".
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