Tuesday, 20 December 2016

Turning 30

This post was due in september for my husband's 30th birthday and needless to say its dedicated to him.

Turning 30 is something emotional (atleast for me). It is half of your productive life. Given the life expectancy these days it might be half of our life span. It is also an equivalent of adult adolescence. This is the age when we are neither young nor old. Few might have already seen their first grey hairs. Few of us are already parent to a kid or worse two and are wondering, "How the hell did our previous generation manage to train their dragons?" The pressure on unmarried people is more intense and severe than ever before. For those who are married and are still childless, the entire world turns curious at this point and asks, "When is the baby coming?(You are already 30)" even worse "Is there any problem? Did you check with the doctor?".

Coming to the side effects of turning 30, the child in us is literally shouting to come out and show the world that we still need to grow up. That we are not ready for marriage or to have a baby. Those with babies might still be wondering if they are actually parents now. How? But How? pinching themselves to come out of their dream (as if they get enough time to dream or sleep :P) and slapping themselves for plunging in headlong into the mad mad world of mommys and daddys. The most evident side effect of turning 30 is the POT BELLY. The less significant side effects are pigmentation, warts, dark circles etc etc. Less significant I say because we anyways have concealers etc etc to hide them.

Yet there are very few who accept that they have wasted half of their life running a rat race and pause to retrospect as to what was the point in racing in life when you don't have time to pause and appreciate what you have in life. Whats the point in earning money when you don't have time to spend with your loved ones? When you don't have time to meet friends? Life is short, if you have not been living your life to the fullest, its high time you start doing it now. Its good to take chances, to deviate from the race, take a break, gulp some red bull and decide if you still want to be a part of the race.

Happy 30th birthday to everyone who has turned 30 this year.

P.S: I have long way to go to reach my 30th birthday.
P.P.S: 3 months is a long way of course,

Tuesday, 6 December 2016

The Cause

Her eyes were filled with hatred as she saw the filthy intruders writhe in pain. The air was filled with the stench of poison. The poison she used to kill her enemies. She knew that she had done something that no man would be willing to do and other women usually shriek in fright at the sight of these filthy intruders. She was proud of her achievement. She congratulated herself for choosing the right time for carrying out this massive massacre - Midnight, when the hidden would come out of their hiding.

Her eyes searched restlessly for those who were still alive and trying to escape. She didn't regret the murders because it was for a cause. She had suffered enough and it was time for some action. She was happy to look at the place which was now strewn with the dead. Would this act of hers make her look less womanly? She wondered. But she didn't really care. What mattered the most for her was that it was her realm and she would not accept anyone to overpower her here. It might be a trivial issue for everyone else. But for her, it was war.

She knew it was not over yet. She knew that there were few more hiding. May be they would be more cautious now to come out in the dark. But she was determined to bring them down and she knew she could do it if her serial attacks went on as per plan. But she had to rest now. It was half past midnight. She turned her back towards the dead and walked away throwing the empty can of HIT. Few more nights of such massacres and she knew she would finally achieve her target of a "cockroach free kitchen".