Not when you’re single, by choice or not; live with your parents, and most of all, are a woman, because there is no such thing as a happy, independent, headstrong woman who knows how to take care of herself. She always wants someone to take care of her. She always wants someone to maintain a joint account with her and God save you if you think otherwise. Someone or the other will always find one way or another to make you feel inadequate about yourself.
Everyone talks about Turning 30, the internet is flooded with articles and listicles on the topic. If you’re wondering why they always said that age was just a number, and that you must take it in your stride every time, then I’ll tell you why… everybody did lie. Not because they wanted to make you feel any better about yourself, but because they were all convincing themselves that they still have one opportunity after another to make it to their defined pinnacle in life.
It breaks me to break this to you, but ask anyone who is 30+ (yes, when you don’t want to tell someone your REAL age, you say you’re something plus, leaving the guesswork onto others. Why do you have to lie? Did your parents lie when they conceived you, some 30+ years ago? I would imagine that would’ve been mighty difficult), how life is as a single woman, and they all have heartbreaking stories to tell. Why can’t the outside world just let people be? Don’t you have your own experiences to mull over? If your answer is no, then please stop reading this from this point on. You’re wasting your precious time that you could otherwise spend eavesdropping on someone’s conversation or passing futile judgments.
Given that all you need is love, love isn’t all we need eventually. No Sir, I beg to differ. You, you and you, all of you who I am addressing through this post, if you’re happy to be single and are fighting several demons all the time, whether it’s at work or even at home, learn to embrace each moment of your singledom. Before long you will realize that the best years of your life have just passed you by and what you have left is nothing but regret. I hadn’t meant for this to be a silly, inspirational post for anyone out there, but I do hope I have been able to drive home the point.
I still have a few months to go before my age too gets officially rounded off to the dreaded number 30, but I am sure it is something I am going to look forward to eventually. As a matter-of-fact, the late twenties have been the most-depressing for fear of what’s going to happen and what I don’t have or haven’t achieved. But over time it’s a mature decision to understand that we’ll have figured something out eventually. It’s not as bad as we thought it’d be. At this stage I say age is really just a number. Each birthday only makes you wiser than the last. Yes, everything takes a lot of doing. If only Rome was built in a day!
About marriages, they too must happen, I reckon. What’s the point of rushing into anything just ’cause you feel this is the one for whom I will give up everything for and become a homely housewife to bring up his children? I am not demeaning this precious position, believe me, it’s just not meant for everyone and that, my friend, is not as big a deal as we make it to be. I once asked a married friend of mine, albeit a tad younger to me, what made her decide who she wanted to marry, what was that one thing that helped her figure who the father of her children would be. She said, you just know. So if you’ve thus far believed in SRK’s Rahul (naam toh suna hoga) from Dil Toh Pagal Hai and thought that “baadlon se koi pukaregi ya mere naam ka placard leke koi aayegi” then behen, aisa nahi hoga. These YRF characters don’t exist in real life. Mera The One is someone like DDLJ‘s Raj since October 20, 1995… I still wait, slightly impatiently, because it’s not great to be proven wrong. 🙂
Until such time, here’s my mantra for life:
And then some…
Definitely a whole lot of self-realization,
Yes, a lot of travel, each one a new adventure, because Bilbo, the dwarves and Gandalf gave me several travel goals. Someday…
Inexplicable excitement over everything. It’s okay if your co-workers think you’re high on something. Insanity is the best state of mind, afterall.
Role model – Miranda Priestly. Always.
Until such time,