The ‘age’ factor

Have you ever had a sudden realization that you have reached ‘that’ age where all you see around is people younger than you? They seem to be everywhere -- at work, in restaurants, at the movies, in malls and on the roads.

As for you, you suddenly find yourself to be an ‘older’ person at home, a ‘senior’ official at work and a ‘responsible’ individual otherwise.

You find it hard to relate to the ‘younger lot’. Their concerns are different. They probably lose sleep over chipped nails, hair colour gone wrong, Levis getting costlier or argument with girlfriend/boyfriend.

Then you feel a little ancient.

Not so long ago, you were in their shoes. Days off meant waking up late, lounging at home, having things served on a platter and then gallivanting with friends often to return late.

At that point, these things had made sense to you. Now, perhaps, they don’t. Life moves on and you reach a stage where it doesn’t really matter that you chipped a nail (well, unless, it’s a throbbing pain).

But you somehow don’t miss living ‘that’ life anymore. You look at ‘them’ and you reminisce about your days of yore.

But it ends at that.

You have started liking being ‘older’, ‘senior’ and ‘responsible’.