Turning 30 !!!

Turning 30!!!!

What’s with women and the numeral 30!!!! Is it the hype created by many around or is it just an assumption or it is truly a measurable value.
I’m 30 and my mother instead of wishing me said, you’re already 30 today. The expression wasn’t quite understood by me. Was it she was happy that I was 30, or was she sad. My father didn’t mention anything, but for sure shot the thought in his mind was “My daughter is 30. She can no more take any government examinations (specifically public service)”.

My brother was like “ Happy Birthday” visa SMS from next room which surprisingly for the fist time he hadn’t to be reminded. And my husband, it didn’t really matter to him..if I was 30 or 60 because he was busy with work. At least he remembered to wish me. The best of all was my two year old “ Happy to you TATE ( cake) hona” which apparently didn’t happen until late evening....

No matter what the world thinks or does one being 30, I would say growing majestically is what is synonymous. Successes in past generations were measured by career and finances. I’m happy that with my generation, measurable have changed. I mat still say I stand 8 years back in terms of handling relationships emotionally. But practically there is a lot that has gone into.

There are no regrets of being 30 as there are no celebrations either. It’s just another year passing. Yes for sure I will have to be careful more medically now, but otherwise there is nothing great. Wonder who was such a source of hype.

Let me recollect all the lines associated with 30. A paradox in estranging relationships, downfall of youth, fine lines and wrinkles (like as if new born’s don’t have any), receding hairline, out of the party scenes, loss of enigma ... to name a few.

Amidst all this what matters is the people around you and how they make you feel. However old I become, relationships will never change. I will still remain a daughter to my parents, a sister to my brother, a wife t my husband and a mother to my daughter. They have made my days wonderful to be remembered. So turning 30 just is a delight....and not despair.