I am turning 30

Turning 30 - is it the end of an era? Barely a month after entering the 30s the fact is still to hit me.
In your 20s you hardly have time to think of it - till you turn 26. Friends warning you of the dreaded number is the first inkling of the looming perilous times.

I have visions of being at a GB party where no one will give you a second glance. Having to hang out nursing a drink, sitting next to Mr morose plump on a couch, never daring to take the dance floor. Wrinkles, white hair, receding hairline, hair sprouting of your ears, and being addressed to as `Uncle' - In India that is hardly uncommon some times when a middle aged (oh gosh - that word suddenly seems headed for you) rickhsaw driver calling a 20 something `uncle'.

26, 27, 28 - it was time to take stock. At 29, start making plans of things to do before you are 30 - have to learn to swim, to drive (even tats not uncommon here), to bungee jump, to get a tattoo.
Well 30 is here and still havent got a tatoo. Will get it this year.

Joe went to Chang (mr Dentist). Called up to say he will be at home with his parents most of the week - he may come on thursday night.

better get going - planning to make dinner - have to call up mom

(Wrote this on October 9, 2006)