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Fussing over 40.




It feels like I was born yesterday. It feels surreal. It feels like happiness. God knows how I landed up at forty.. Its not that I am afraid of forty. But then so many people keep talking about forty like its a bad thing to cross the dreaded number.

You get asked so many questions, the stereotype is - did you get your eyesight checked ? They assume everyone gets a number, atleast farsighted at/ after forty. Who do you think you are to defy the laws of age forty? You might be in need of forty plus specs. Ohhh and how could you miss that....such a reckless mom. Whoa. Whats that to do with my motherhood. If you dont have kids then be ready for- how carefree you are sans kids...they start to wonder how you would manage your future kids. I mean Seriously.

Why is forty such a mid life crisis for some is beyond me. They must be having their reasons, I am sure. However, beacuse I have just crossed that threshold, I must say that nothing much has changed for me after forty. No explosions, no horns, no fangs. I unnecessarily worried in anticipation of some personal apocalypse to happen. Nothing happened besides my regular periods and the cramps which accompany them. I felt relieved.

Now people around me have locked target - age 50. Lol. So many of them start giving you advice on menopause, handling your finance for retirement, kids college. They never give up. All the ideas which never worked for them, for some unknown reason they think might work well for you.

Some people overdo sarcasm. They will compliment your husband telling him he doesnt look like he has two kids or better, he looks younger than his age. And then they will turn to you and just sigh as if you are not worth anything. And you being so naive were hoping to get an equal compliment if not better. They will look at you as if their vocab just went bankrupt and smile with sympathy. So I usually steer clear from bumping into such obnoxious aunties.

They think they are funny. You think they are rude. Like this one time, when I was travelling with my two daughters, I met a lady. A total stranger who asked me if I was my kids mom. Really. Now I get it, they both look like my hubby but that doesnt make me any less of their mother. Especially when they were yelling mom mom to get my attention. I wanted to ask the poor lady if she was deaf in both her ears but then I would have been more rude. So I decided to leave her to Karma.

No wonder we all fuss over our appearances and age. The importance of looking young and beautiful is so ingrained in us that we have no option but to be under its spell. But I am not complaining. I can be sometimes vain. And I am liking this stage too. It brings with it a new set of challenges and opportunities. Someone has said that women become more sagacious after forty. The problem is no woman ever goes over forty. Cheers!

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  1. Cheers..we sail in the same boat dear! Age just a number for us! Enjoy this phase just the way we did in 20s n 30s.😎

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    1. Yes sure we do. So looking forward to this stage of my life.

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  2. Thank you for the prep talk. Will hit it myself this year.... With my grey mop on the head, people will be even more surprised... Let's see how it goes.

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    1. Thanks...I personally like the salt n pepper look....carry it in style...n all is set.

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