…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?
