So you are 21, huhh!

No, no it is not my birthday today. And I will complete my 21 a few months later. And yes, unlike girls don’t usually do, I just declared my age correctly in public. Well anyways, the point here is something else. I mean we all have birthdays every year when we celebrate yet another year of our lives being ended (though ironically, none of us like getting older but we party on this day like hell). And then unlike every year, after 20 years of dragging ourselves in this universe, there comes this wicked year.
The 21st year.
Huhh!
So now many of you may ask that what is the issue with it & why am I acting so pissed off. So my dear friends, this 21st year is a holy trap. This year is meant for your (sudden big-time) transformation. Like now you are expected to be undoubtedly reasonable, sensible, flexible, earnable & hospitable. All at once. All of a sudden. For no stupid reason at all. But yes, you are supposed to be. Out of nowhere your parents expect you to take charge of your life & leave all the fun elements aside. You reach your final year of graduation by this time. And yes, for the most important cum interrogative people in your life i.e. your relatives (also referred as the “chaar log” in chaar log-chaar baatein phrase!) are thrilled over your presence in all the social gatherings as you become an easy target to their favorite question “Kya kar rahe ho beta, aajkal?”. And of course if you are super fortunate to be a girl, which unfortunately fortunate enough I am, the search for a prospective bride groom begins silently with aunties scanning you from top to bottom & updating their databases to suck the hell out of your mothers with their elaborate list of unmarried guys they know of! (God, I am so overwhelmed! -_-)

So there are several other perks as well that come with this age. Also it is not just with us girls, even the poor guys are suffering by this shitty age as their parents give them the look, “Kab tak aise hi ghar mein padaa rahega!” almost every alternate day. And like we girls are expected to learn some “ghar-ghrahasthi” jobs, the guys are expected to derive all of a sudden some jobs to earn as well. The world starts appearing weird & bad. Everyone literally haunts you with their questioning eyes. Life starts seeming senseless & stupid. You get infuriated by news headlines that say, “At age of 21, so & so guy started a startup & now owns millions.” From now on Mark Zukerburg is no more of a cute guy to ogle at, but an awful person earning dreadfully high at a sinfully young age. Going at branded outlets for shopping now scares the shit out of you & Rajbada becomes your much-wanted shopping destination. All those “Sharma ji ke bête/beti” who haunted you when you were in 12th class reappear on your parent’s tongues with their icky packages & jobs at some MNCs.
And it is this age when you start reading “Paulo Coelho” from “Mills & Boons” all of a sudden. Watching Friends also starts killing you from inside with the realizations of actually growing up & Monica’s dialogue, “Welcome to the real world. It sucks, you are going to love this!” turns to be a terrific nightmare for you. From now on, you start taking care of every penny you spent unless you are one hell of a rich brat and some millionaire father’s only kid kinda person. And if you don’t take care of your expenses, well your parents are always behind you to make you feel shitty every time you swipe the card under their name or press ‘Buy’ tab on flipkart. Moreover, window shopping is now more focused on looking at the price tags & not just the brands or the models wearing those outfits. (Urrggggh…)
So over & all, don’t accuse me of being a sadist please. It is true that truths are awfully bitter. At least this one is so bear with me. We can perhaps bear the grunt that this year brings in. It is not that bad either. I mean we also get some freedoms (in case you know what I mean! ;)).

Afterall, we always craved for being a grown-up. And now that we have, time to rejoice.
Perhaps!
So a happy 21. To those who have & others who will & remaining others who successfully have!

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