Today was a funny day! Not so much because one of my dad's friends noticed that I turn up for my morning runs on alternate days! But because while I was driving with my brother to his class X board center, it suddenly occurred to me that more than ten years had passed since my board exams.
I took a quick glance at this young boy sitting next to me, looking ahead and sometimes into his text book. The rhythm which with his head moved somehow made me feel old. As if that in itself was not enough, I looked out of the window and saw a barrage of cars with anxious looking parents and expressionless children with textbooks, notes in their laps. I have to admit that all of a sudden I was on the other side of the youth, accompanying a ward and praying for his bright future! But then where did that leave me? Was I the old one now?
Is this how age catches up? Because I can swear that it sure didn't feel like ten years had gone by! My school uniform, the red skirt and the white blouse still hangs in my closet somewhere. While taking out my endless cocktail dresses I have had a glimpse of it now and then, they never gave me a jolt like this one!
While my parents say I am only about to enter my serious world, I know that two years away from thirty, matrimony hardly describes the term serious. Yes it might in some cultures describe, 'adjustment' while in others, a mere experience...
I think I am far into what is less cruelly called adulthood! I mean I didn't feel this way when people said , "Oh! you are no more a teenager!" That transition felt good and not like an assault. And while I may rave and rant about how I don't look like someone who is hitting 30! Or this phase is the real beginning of fun, and if Carrie Bradshaw could do it so can I?
Well! The truth is that while my skin glows today in another ten years it's going to start giving out the signs of a certain age that I would only be able to hide with makeup. And while my fun might continue at this point, I know that its days are numbered. Finally! Carrie Bradshaw existed in her not so perfect world with her not so perfect but jaw dropping men! And at all times she had Mr Big for company! Which by the way is quite a big deal!
While I might not have much of a serious account of my last ten years, I do know that the transition from a ward to a guardian happened without any noise. And when I look again at this young lad sitting next to me, I catch him stealing a glance of himslef in the review mirror! Ah! I am glad somethings don't go away with merely growing up or growing old!
Loved the post girl... Thought of this so many times in the last couple of years. And my niece is taking her boards this, so reliving those days through her too :-)
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This was nice. Quite theatrical, indeed! I've been teaching a std.10 student for sometime and it's almost been 12 yrs since I passed the board examinations, yet I never felt that ageing has caught up with me--though chronologically it has. But the disbelief or the refusal stems from the fact that I jettisoned the idea, quite sometime ago, that there was a dying need to get old,or to look old, behave in a mature fashion and be acknowledged as one amongst the equals and not-so-equals. I realized what I had lost in this process of transition and hastening. The onus of bearing the weight of eternity on my shoulders still remains mine-- though now in a childlike fashion savoring the unbearable lightness of being.
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