…at what point?

So at what point do you plan to be happy?

First it was admission, then graduation

then a good posting, then a good job

then a better job, then a boyfriend

then a man friend, then a husband


then a child, then it had to be a boy,

no, a girl will be perfect, then a car,

no a bigger car, then a house,

no a bigger house ,then it must be Dubai, no Turkey, Paris……..

then protecting the husband from snatchers


always chasing, never stopping

you lost your smile, your cheer and your dance

at what point do you plan to sit back

throw your head back, laugh and just be happy?

at what point?

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