Dil Chahta Hai

This is a piece of fiction written beneath the affect of writing dependancy. Any resemblance to precise occasions or conditions or individuals, residing, useless or in coma shouldn’t be completely coincidental however intentional.

Here it goes…

HEART aka DIL was invited to ship a chat on the Ted stage to share it’s perception with all it’s knowledge and may.

HEART enters the Ted podium amongst numerous hoots and whistles from the viewers.

Seeing the crimson carpet beneath, it appears to be like above after which in direction of viewers. The viewers too is ready with bated breath to listen to the discuss of coronary heart by coronary heart itself (Dil ki baat..dil ki zubaani)

Over to Dil

Hello beautiful viewers. I’m delighted to be on this most coveted Ted stage. I’m none aside from HEART extra popularly often called DIL.You and me are inseparable. You all have me inside you and there’s some hint of you in me.

Though this revered medium of Ted shouldn’t be meant to share one’s grudges, however I’d take this chance to share a few of my deepest ones.

I’m deeply anguished by the way in which you all deal with me. I’m handled as a commodity, an object, a topic, a tool, a gadget, a sufferer and what not. I’m merely not prepared to simply accept that. Let me elaborate.

In films, you make tales revolving round me with emotional songs depicting my plight the place I’m thrashed threadbare thereby convoluting my existence. Music composers and tune writers earn their livelihood by brandishing me as a wrongdoer, a prison, a criminal, a megalomaniac, a love obsessed entity. Sample this…
Dil to paagal hai..
Badatameez Dil..

Sheesha ho ya Dil ho…toot jaata hai
Darde-Dil
Tanha Dil …
Dil bechara
and lots of extra such ridiculous assumptions. I’m strongly pondering of submitting a defamation case on these Bollywood artists who’re minting all of the moolah on my identify with out paying any royalty to yours really.

In commercials, I’m used, abused, left amused, re-used to such an extent that viewing these idiotic adverts, I’ve developed a brief fuse. Who on earth grants them the suitable to twist, manipulate and strangulate my identify for his or her ticket to fame. Take a have a look at these taglines:

Dil ke account se…

Dil se open…

Chill your Dil…

Yeh Dil maange extra…

Well, to all the stunning viewers right here I’d make a humble request. Don’t fall into this lure of deceit. Your feelings usually are not a product of your Dil however are linked on to the alerts out of your mind which thereby secret both blissful hormone Dopamine or stress hormone Cortisol relying in your temper variations. I’ve no position to play in your heartbreaks, your elation, your anxiousness or your melancholy. And you suppose me to be preoccupied by Ishq, Mohabbat, Love and Dhokha.

Please take excellent care of me. Follow your physician’s advise in retaining me in good condition.  Believe me, when you maintain me, I shall reciprocate in identical measure.

Don’t chase perfection in materialism. Materialistic perfection is neither attainable nor achievable. You shall be oscillating at two ends of a trapeze the place one finish retains you in a transient state of excessive whereas the opposite finish retains you in a chronic state of low.

Re-train your ideas as coronary heart assaults, at occasions, are an final result of thought assault.

My dearest viewers, that is maybe my first and final Ted discuss. My solely need….Dil Chahta hai ki Dil Dhadakne do.

For in case your coronary heart retains beating, you’ll keep blissful, wholesome and joyous. Don’t neglect, I’m the one organ in your physique which is working non cease with none relaxation for even a fraction of second.

Please permit me to work in peace for if I take a second of relaxation, you’d be lowered to a portrait on the wall with the caption…..Rest In Peace.

Your Choice. Your Heart….Your Life.

P.S. In case you fail to seek out any logic in what you simply learn …please be told…there’s a hidden logic behind the deepest absurdities of life.

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