Hitting thirty must be scary !!!!!!

Thirtydom, a term I coined, during yesterdays walk in the rain must be a scary place to be ( Thirtydom : Getting to the land of thirty's "Uncle land" ). To anyone who reads this blog, it's a crazy age to hit and makes you think from a tangent that screws you up. An age where philosophies of early twenties, suddenly get's challenged, a day sun probably came up from the Arabian sea. The hangover, back's up the fact and the vomit just autographs it. The loneliness, misery of making that medicinal tea, cleaning up the mess and last but not least no one around to talk about the pain swirling inside your head.

An age where in everyone around talk's about savings and insurance, marriage and kids and you are stuck with spending and borrowing, relationships and abortions. Yeah, suddenly the question pop's out "Dude what the hell are you doing??". The crowd around you in Barista has changed, they have an unadulterated smile, which is far gone from your face.The expensive watch, gadgets and the ever growing tummy, has taken of that charm, and within you a voice says " That ship has sailed" . Suddenly you are thunder struck by reality, when a single mom, points at you and says " Beta , say hi to uncle". "Uncle", what the hell??. I could be a big bro, not an uncle, but then big bro's are the college kids, the ones with the charming smile.

So the places that were yours suddenly feels odd, feels too young and out of the league.And you move to the so called lounges and Cafe's. The places are as quite as a cemetery, where couples look into each others eyes, some enjoying the pleasure of of doing it in public. The air inside is filled with topics that you never thought about.You could hear death trumpets of the most cherished component in anyone's life.Suddenly you are time trapped, too old for the young and not in place for the next phase. All your ex-girl friends have moved on, most of them are married, others are committed and some have taken the race to another level by naming their son on the bastard who broke their heart.

I bet you, the reason why someone would kill a happy, single life life is mostly because a fear that sets in, yeah a fear that would murmur deep down the fact that loneliness can be killing. When everyone around you is grilled and doesn't have time for you. Time's when your friends talk about the cost of diapers and the complexity of pregnancy, when they are tied up with their kids first day at school. You do not feel like calling them up at two in the night and talk about the chick you dumped or the one who dumped you. A phase in life when, your near ones are leading a selfless life, with sacrifices and bonding, you are stuck celebrating the self !!!. But then the rise of selflessness, must be out of love or through ignorance. Let's salute the ones who showed the gut's to stay single and the scared ones who took the other route. Hey, the last argument can easily be reversed and I am well aware !!!!