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Approaching 30...


                                               


I had heard that girls are delicate in their teens for they are undergoing physical changes and they need to be handled with care… I am sure I must have felt it too in my teens but then I was too naïve to name so many feelings....

Lately, I think post 25 (near 30 is so heart-breaking even to call) they are even more delicate … There are millions of reasons like if they haven’t found their mates forget soul mates. They also undergo hormonal changes and the fairy tales ending have stretched just too far and doesn’t seem coming true. The charm starts loosening up & is definitely less in comparison to fresh faces from college in their early twenties. The fear of not finding the fellow who could cross the benchmarks already set by their own achievements or care scores of past relationships. The loneliness when your friends are celebrating their anniversaries … or birthday of their kids… Well, I can keep counting such things… So let’s move to the other side of the fence…
The separated singles or the unhappy mingles… can’t believe I have seen many of them too & then it’s easy to understand that ‘there is no hunky dory world’ ….

Believe me I am not saying this just to pacify myself but this is how it is... (There are very few who get the best of both worlds and while being single you can at least hope for it ! )
Esp. the ones who had to leave their jobs(girls) and get settled in places with no work to do… all for their dear husbands and despite of that they are not being treated like princesses , the treatment they are used to or dreamed of against the bigger sacrifices they chose... Some have the added misery of not very co-operative “in-laws”…. And yes, some of them see me and alikes as independent women roaming on free will, exploring new places, climbing corporate ladder, pursuing hobbies and wearing contemporary clothes…. well that’s what I want they should see me as :P ( without understanding my share of  misery )!
So the crux of the matter is ‘Life can always get better/worse … If you are not happy with your current circumstances you won’t ever be’!

 Just try to save the receding hairline and then you can proudly say this :D



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