Aladdin's Genie
The life of a genie is a boring yet hectic one. Every day, I
sit in my prison or lamp as you mortals like to call it, and slowly rot. Hour
after hour, day after day, month after month, year after year, I sit and wait
for my lamp to be discovered only to then become a slave to the one who finds
me; my master. Just as I was about to give up on being found, the lesser of the
two evils, I feel the magic of the lamp alerting me that my new master is
summoning me. My first task was to deliver my new master, Aladdin, from the
cave that held both of us captive.
As I spent
my first days with Aladdin, I quickly found out that he was quite a foolish
boy. While idle in my prison, I overheard him telling his mother that he has fallen
in love with the princess. Silly boy! Did he not know that the princess was
promised to the grand-vizir’s son? There is no way he would allow Aladdin to
marry his daughter! But alas, for almost three months I listened to Aladdin
prepare for the moment when he would earn the princess’ hand in marriage. Once
he heard the news of the Sultan’s betrayal, he once again summoned me to do his
bidding. My newest task was to bring the bride and bridegroom to him and throw
the young man out into the cold. As crazy as this stunt was, it did
successfully lured the grand-vizir’s son away from the princess’ hand and made
her fall in love with my master. After the three months were up, I was summoned
again to provide Aladdin with a scented bath, a horse that was grander than the
sultan’s, twenty slaves for him, six slaves for his mother, and ten thousand
pieces of gold.
Once
promised by the sultan to be married to the princess, he summoned me yet again to
build a grand palace for the princess. Although I have only been with Aladdin
for a short time, I am beginning to grow tired of his constant demands. Genie
build me this, Genie give me that! All of this fuss over a woman who already
possesses more riches than all of the people of China! Humans constantly long
for more riches, more possessions while I only long for freedom.
I have
noticed that it has been days since Aladdin has last summoned me and I am
beginning to become weary. I know that he has the genie of the ring at his beck
and call but, it is not like him to not rub my lamp at all. After a few more
days of waiting, I feel myself being summoned. Once I am out of the lamp, I see
that it is not Aladdin who has summoned me but the magician from the far west.
Somehow I have ended up in his hands and I do not know how. I know that I have
spoken ill of Aladdin before but, I much rather him to be my master than this
magician. Another day passes and I am summoned again. This time, it is by
Aladdin. He has told me that he and the princess have poisoned and killed the
magician and he wishes me to carry his palace that the magician had stolen back
to China. Days pass and Aladdin once again calls upon my name and requested
that I bring him a roc’s egg for his wife. How could he ask me this!? I have
done everything for him and yet he still wants more. Aladdin and his precious
wife get everything while I, a creature more powerful than him, sit alone in a
lamp wishing for freedom that will never come.
