Have been waiting for this a couple of weeks now. Not with the enthusiasm or eagerness of a child awaiting presents and new clothes, more of bracing for it. I turned 28 today. I can already sense the cries for my throat. Even friends have started making cruel jokes that make me cringe and grimace, but now have to give polite smiles and fake laughs. Sometimes feel like asking them to get younger and stop acting precocious. Just can’t imagine myself as 28!
If 25 is the age for mid-career crises when we seem to wonder and panic where we are going career wise, I guess 28 is the one for mid-life crises and wondering and panicking about where life is headed.
As for the birthday, well decided to do something different. Went to a salon and tried to get my head almost shaved. Even the Chinese hair stylist was stymied and asked me to reconsider quite a few times. Even Vista lets you install software with less questions. Finally had to settle for a head shave with a hair length of 2 (I guess its mm, not sure). Not quite the same as a proper shave, but pretty much there. I guess I developed cold feet myself eventually.
Thought it might be a birthday I’ll spend all alone, and forgotten, but pratibimbha was there around thankfully, and was woken up pleasantly by my brother in the morning, calling from Bangalore. Further confirmation that my friends and relatives have pretty much drifted all over the world: Got calls from Australia, Bangalore and NY wishing me.
Also got a pleasant surprise as my previous post made it to the “Bangalore Mirror”. The image of that in the paper (the article in the bottom half):
You can see the full size image here.