Anomalies of Aging...

I am going to make some sweeping generalizations here, so bear with me. Or don't. I'm planning to air them anyway. Some things on aging that puzzles my mind....

Let's start with children. They always want to get older and can't wait to do all the things adults do. In playing games, they like to be grown-ups. Why? Because they don't know how boring our lives are. Seriously, that's why. And, even pre-teens wait till the day they can drive the car, hang out with friends, wear makeup, go to movies, have their own life etc.

Comes adulthood. 20's to 30's. Peak of our youth. We're too busy with setting up our lives. We have a hard time thinking about our new freedom to create debts (i.e buy a new house, car etc), explore the world, go up the corporate ladder, keep up with the joneses etc. Do we care about getting old at this point? Probably not.

Then comes the mid 30's until 40's. Even then, we don't like to admit it, but our bodies are reminding it to us every day. The little pangs start creeping in. Old ? Who me? No way. We try laughing it off. Believe me, it doesn't work - i've even tried hard to forget my birthday. Darn, no use. So, tell me, why do some people go to any extent to be young again? Of course, not you or me....it's that wretched 'XYZ' that i'm talking about. We are matured. We strongly believe in maturing and aging gracefully.....except for occasionally dyeing our hair and wearing ridiculously hip clothes. Which let's solemnly swear, doesn't count.

Back to my question - Whoo, finally, i'm getting to the point - Why do we start with wanting to grow old and when we get there, do the opposite and wish to get young again?

Let's take some time to think. What...why are you looking at me? I'm only good at asking these kind of questions. Look for answers elsewhere. And, by the way, write to me when you find them. Will ya?

Minding the language...

So, the ability to use language as a mode of communication is one of the main differentiating factor between us and the rest of our primate friends. It gives us that crucial "one-up" to dominate the earthly scene, making us feel all superior. Of course, we easily gloss over the fact that some of us can share so many other traits with the animal kingdom - don't we have enough samples of sly foxes, wise owls, slimy weasels, scared chickens, sharp eagles, vain peacocks etc all around us? Makes one raise an important, poignant question: are we so different after all? Me thinks nah, not so much. More on this topic, it's also fascinating that there are around 3000-6000 languages spoken by us humans around the world (as per our friend "Wise Wiki"). In India, even if you're linguistically-challenged like me, there should be an average of at least two languages acquired over a life time by each person (this is my own extrapolation, so please don't ana...

You and your compass....

Let's talk about what each and every one of us have within ourselves. That deep, down voice that tells us strongly what to do, not to do, what we ought to do but choose not to and regret later on with a "I-told-me-so", things that we wish to do but dare not try in our lifetime....you get the drift. Yes, it is that all-pervading, metaphorical inner compass, or the SatNavs of our lives that I'm getting into. Young adults think they have an independent mind, and do and act that way. In reality, though, in most of the cases, it's not even of their own choice, but out of peer pressure. Which interestingly, brings a point- whose collective, mob voice is it then? If everyone is busy copying someone else doing the same, then who the heck started the fire? No clue, but let's assume for sanity's sake that some life form starts a trend which gets viral, bacterial, whatever. And, suddenly there's a strong urge that compels every youngster to do it ...

On Equality....

So much hoopla about womanhood, feminism, and what's right or wrong, extreme or mild versions of it, am suddenly feeling a urge to clarify my views on this topic. Quite bizarrestrangoweird that it never crossed my mind all these donkey's years, to actually think of what being a woman meant to me, leave alone write about it. Anyways, let me just sit down and make an attempt to de-clutter all the muck and mud surrounding this mess. One word pretty much bottoms it down, and I've given away the punchline in my title anyway- EQUALITY. As simple as that. What goes for the goose goes for the gander. Except, what both genders physiologically can and can't do- pregnancy and childbirth, hormones, work that involves upper body strength etc. Even the latter is kind of debatable, with sports being a levelling field right now - yes, that was meant to be "punny" :-) Anything else that is possible for both genders, like education, work, choosing a life pa...

C'est La Vie;That's life

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