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I enjoy my me time alone...my pictures come super duper happy because for a change I cater to my needs.
I am a mom, a wife and a dedicated housewife….driver to my kid…tuition teacher, project maker.., the bill payer on apps..the store manager…ordering grocery on the app..the substitute if the maid is absent…officially. My schedule is never ending….preparing breakfasts, lunch tiffins evening snacks and dinner catering to my 11year old son’s taste, my corporate hubby and my in laws with completely different tastes.
Where is the M.Com. postgraduate, the fitness freak, the passionate solo traveller (so that I escape the rigmarole of packing and unpacking travel bags which will be my responsibility and I have been termed completely insane to want to keep travelling without my hubby and my child) ….the movie buff…(Oh! how I love my me time in the theatre),….my solo lunch buffets….my me time.
Where is this person? I am here and no one can see me… I keep on trying these little events ….solo jockey morning parties, solo veena world travel trips, solo theatre trips to watch a play and Anup Jalota kirtans (such a vivacious personality but does anyone admire him now?).
I guess I am my only favourite person and I am glad about it. I enjoy my me time alone. My pictures come super duper happy because for a change I cater to my needs. I am in charge of my happiness despite the chaos going around.
Frankly, I don’t even want anybody to accompany me… I wonder sometimes why I am so….I send my proof of happiness in all my groups and get even happier when cheered, liked and admired.
I hope I never change this person who is inside me ever. I believe in creating happiness for myself without waiting for company.
Image is a still from the movie Jab We Met
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