I wish to gift myself, I wish to be my valentine
Matlabi ho ja zara matlabi , Duniya ki sunta hai kyun , khud ki bhi sun le kabhi …….
Well it’s a bollywood song which I like , especially its lyrics . Matlabi ho ja zara matlabi, duniya ki sunta hai kyun , khud ki bhi sun le kabhi . Really in our everyday life, we are most of the times listening to others , feeling concerned for others and working for others . Sometimes I am listening to my Boss, sometimes I am satisfying my hubby’s ego , sometimes I am cooking according to the family’s wishes. What’s this yaar ? Am I here to live according to Duniya ?? There comes this song to relieve me and make me happy . If not possible everyday , let me be Matlabi once in a while. Let me do what just My heart wishes, something that I really like , which brings the real smile to my soul. I wish to gift myself My Real Smile .
Kuch baat galat bhi ho jaye , kuch der ye dil bhi kho jaye , Befikar Dhadkane, is tarah se chale , shor goonje ….
These form the next lines of the song . Oohooo……How true ?? I am a human being yaar , certain things may go wrong at times. Why do I need to listen to others if some sort of mistake occurs ? I wish my heart to be undisturbed in all situations . It happens many times that my mind finds itself in a fix , unsure of other’s nature of response , whether to ask hubby about going alone at a party , or to ask Boss about a leave .Should I ask ?? No No I think I shouldn’t . I tell you there are many many such moments when my brain cells start making some complex movements & my heart starts zapping up tick -tock -tick-tock . But I don’t want things going this way . I wish to be relaxed , happy-go-lucky . I wish to gift myself Befikar Dhadkane.
So let me focus my attention on Myself , not just family and rest of Duniya. It’s my life . Priority should be ME .
Let me sing and dance , it makes me happy .
Let me take fake medical leave at job and go vacation with friends , acting stupid with them brings me lot of smiles.
Let me go alone to my own home ( my maternal home ) and feel like the same little kid of my Dad , as resting on his shoulder has the power even today to make me Befikar .
Let me plan a solo foreign trip , this is what I crave for , I wish I plan soon (God helps)
Let me be my valentine !!Let me love myself ! Let me gift myself—“The Real Happy Myself“
I am writing it as a part of #chatterprompts by Blogchatter.
Read my appreciated #chatterprompts post : A letter to my unborn child