Musings of a single, 26 year old woman!

How would it feel when something which was always yours - the thing you've been pampering and considering your own for ages, the thing you would never wanna share, not even with your best buddy... that one thing you'd give your life for.... suddenly goes stolen. Like, you would never find it ever! THAT feeling is quite unexplainable !! Well, lil close to it is what I feel when AAAAALLLLLLL my friends get married! No, really! I might sound quite lame here, but the truth has always been bitter!

No matter how much we claim that friendship's not gonna change when someone else come into your life, there's no intruding and all that, it always come to one thing - close to THE END. Everything becomes so stereotypical. Your friend finds a guy or a gal, they start dating, then get married, you would be happy for them, but then, you know, you are slowly losing them.

Things get worse if the friend is from the opposite gender and when you are single. :/ You'd been spending half of your life with this one person, and suddenly he gets a partner to hang out with, to visit your favorite restaurants, his phone has a new number to  dial on, his bike now has a new  pillion passenger... You'd be there as his friend for life, but everything would have changed. You know they have moved on, 'coz they have a life to deal with, you know everything, but still that 'missing him' will remain, probably until you find a person, your love.... This might be in simple words can be called as 'being selfish', but then I think this is  quite a common issue mostly every friend would be facing!

Weddings, marriages and all that do ruin quite a lot good relations...  At the age of 26, and still being single, I wonder what all is in store! :/

Parents and girls - the bond!

There were times, I mean, not just a few times, but almost all through my life in fact, I'd thought my parents are against me. They don't love me and don't want me to live my life the way I want. I often used to ask them whether they need my life too to live, for themselves. I used to be very angry at them, for not sending me to join a fashion designing institute, but to an engineering college instead; irritated at them for not giving anything I want. And there were times when I used to HATE them for not being the kind of parents I want!!

But now, when I retrospect, I feel sorry for all the misconceptions I had. I feel guilty for being rude to them. When I look back and see the things they did for me - starting from the day I was born!

Though they wanted  their second child to be a boy, they didn't go for a foeticide or kill me once I was born, knowing that their wish didn't come true! They didn't ill treat me, instead grew me up like a boy. They gave me all the luxuries, send me to the best school.. Taught me cycling, and then to ride a bike, and drive a car.

They didn't get me married at the age or 18 or so, but instead let me study! They send me to an engineering college to give me the best of education, but I was the one who screwed it up. Though they weren't happy, they allowed me to choose the job I want, and move to the place I loved. They hardly asked me who my friends are, nor did they question my relationship with the umpteen male friends I've. They gave me the best medication whenever I fell ill, gave me the best food which is obvious ;) and got me almost everything I asked for.

I'm 26 now, but never did they force me get married to any Tom, Dick or Harry just because the society was asking them to. Never did they ask me what sort of life I spend here, whether I started smoking or boozing. Though they oppose at times, never have they forced me not to do something that I love.

And all these when I realize, I feel so guilty, for all the hatred I had, for all the mishaps, for all the torture. They had their own reasons and I had mine, and no one really bothered to understand each other and that's when things go wrong. Now, I learnt to understand my parents and hence I'm happier than how I used to be.   *touchwood*

I tell them almost everything I do, they may not like it but still they don't really attack on me. And probably, I believe there would be more females who would be thinking the same way as I used to, and I'd suggest them to think the way I did before they complain about their parents.

You always get to fix things you've broken, you always get a chance to know fellow human beings, use it wisely and be a better person than what you were yesterday! :-)