The thing about turning 30 is that it makes you feel old one day and young on another. One starts frequenting the beauty saloon more often , pays attention to anti ageing and fight hair-fall products, becomes health and diet conscious all of a sudden and botox turns from a derision to an option. As for me, my mind has decided to take up musing as a hobby and chew the cud. Today as I take a break from a baffling work related issue, few close encounters I have had with mankind - of all kinds - become fresh in my memory.
There are people who are more divine than human. I have met one such soul, someone who has helped me out of all morbid portions without anything in return. We are not related, not even friends; connected through facebook - yes! I was not used to such selfless attitude of SUCH high magnitude, as my legacy is the extremely competent, rat racing Indian crowd. Yet, as it stands today, I do know this person, well, not well-enough though. Such creations are aberrations. As they say - they don't make such men no more! Dearies, not to worry. You have not missed the bus. Each one of us has a guardian angel somewhere. Its just that some of us, get to meet them in person ;)
Also, I have a friend who is a handy man. If there is one thing that would make the situation lighter, she always has that one thing in hand. My Mary Poppins - always holding the spoonful of sugar making the medicine go down! :) Such people shower positive aura all around them. They light up the room, touch you heart, patch every wound, rekindle hope. They are like a cup of warm tea on a rainy morning. I wish more of her would pour into my life.
At the other end of the spectrum, I have also chanced upon people who are self centered enough to deny help even to the sick and needy - people who turn away even in the most unmanageable situations; people who do not understand empathy and sympathy; who are driven by greed, selfishness and hypocrisy. I have nothing more to say. My heart weeps at this rendition and the fact that I need to be accommodating enough. Perhaps this is God's way of saying "Life is not a bunch [bed] of roses". I wish to keep away, yet I cannot, so I play it safe!
There are many more I want to talk about; life isn’t that short that one needs to fill it all on a blog. I ain’t going nowhere ;)
Enough said and done - I realize, we are not all buns from the same oven - we are rather an assortment of cookies- some sugary sweet, some deliciously addictive, some stale and better left untouched and some are naughty fortune cookies. Life gives you a taste of each in turn.
The thing about turning 30 is that you tend to play football more than you used to at 25; spend time with friends more (though those of your age group are more closeted by virtue of being married); have more definite world views and are more sure of the reality around you.
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