The lady glared back at me. Dark shadows beneath her eyes,
wisp of grey at her temples, frown lines, slight hunch. A wise face that must
have been attractive at youth. I saw her standing there at the large window of
a store, a startled expression on her face.
It took me a few seconds to realise it was my own reflection
I was staring at, totally unaware that it was me!
When did I become that?
I still feel like a young girl!
Often in very formal occasions, like a teacher’s meeting or
an interview I never remember I am supposed to be that middle-aged lady who
should think and behave like an adult. I feel I am a girl facing a grown-up
person! Don’t get me wrong here, I don’t act like a lunatic, yet it always
escapes me that I have grown up and should not be spontaneous in my words and
actions. I should not gush out my thoughts so impulsively!
I mean I see all adults being thoughtful, sombre and wise.
They walk around with stony faces, they weigh their words, think about their
actions and their reactions, befores and afters, talk about “then and now”.
A few days ago I read a friend’s blog where she had written
about how some people live in regret and in a world of “ifs and buts”! How is
it that my mind is never filled with such thoughts? Who am I to say whether
this is good or bad? It’s just the way I am. The child in me just refuses to
grow up. I am impulsive and uninhibited. I make mistakes never to learn from
them. I listen to advices and never follow them!
Is this the reason why I enjoy the company of children? They
are unconstrained in their thoughts and emotional in most situations. They cry
when hurt and laugh and forget pain easily.
I have faced many sticky situations, got my foot in my mouth
a thousand times, fallen face down horribly! I have made a million mistakes in
my life, yet I know faced with a similar situation I will make them all over
again, but sail through life humming “Bewakoofiyaan! Bematlab betuki si, Bekaar
si buddhu si, bewaja, Bewakoofiyaan!!”
Click here to listen to this tuneful song. It just got stuck in my brain! Maybe it will in yours too!
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