Sitting at a remote location in India, with barely 3G speeds I’m trying to pen down (type down) my feelings, aspirations, journey but more importantly retrospecting what has happened till date, now that I’ve turned 25. 25, it is such a magical number – a quarter of a century, mid-twenties, mid-life crisis phase, journey towards the approaching 30s but profoundly no more a young adult who is trying to explore the possibilities and make a mark in this world.
Birthdays are always special as they call it. It’s like more about celebrating your adventure in the last orbit and getting geared for the next orbital tour. I still remember how I used to celebrate my birthdays when I was a teen. A mandatory school celebration (if and only if the Xmas party was delayed and we had no school vacations – sad thing about having your birthday before Christmas), customary new clothes and a gift and more importantly the evening celebration with samosas, wafers, and Rasna with the cake cutting. I can recollect standing in front of the whole class and wondering what to do – smile awkwardly or be a statue while they used to sing the birthday song. You can stop and walk down the lane of nostalgia as you all have done and been through this once upon a time.
Post 20s the celebration is more about hitting a pub, enjoying few drinks and dancing out the whole night with friends to enjoy the born day! Some even visit NGOs to spend time and celebrate it with the people there. Basically, we all do what we feel contented and happy with. Now that I’m 25, I feel I’m at a crossroad to choose my next voyage. For someone who is 21 and reading this, it might sound foolish to even think about this but the ones who have turned 25 or crossed this age can very well reflect on it.
At every moment of our life till now we have been part of a race which we never intended to. However, the horde around us compelled or rather dragged us in this race. Somehow, it seems everything has to be well planned henceforth. The pressure has started to pile up, the decisions that you make have certain repercussions as well. People around you start questioning about your career choices too. No more casual dates, rather you start to think about either settling down for a long-term relationship or enjoy self-company for self-discovery. Going to parties doesn’t excite me anymore. I would rather spend my time reading something fruitful or watch some series which I always wished too.
I know this might sound more like preaching but somehow after talking with the clan of same age group or the ones who have already been there I somehow can hear their echoes now. Personally, I’m a firm believer that come what way you are bound to make mistakes. You are going to make some bad decisions which might not work well. But down the road, certain things always happen for a particular reason. Sometimes not getting what you desire is a beautiful stroke of luck, isn’t it? Having a close-knit group of friends and family who always remember your birthday and are by your side is a blessed virtue. We might take them for granted but now that I’m 25 I feel they are the ones who really matter. Virtual reality is much different from reality! The more you are close to reality you realize the importance of it!
Trying to enter the other half of the twenties is definitely a stimulating experience, one which surely each one of us looks forward to. I’m anxious as well as excited about it; though secretly I’m still asking God as Joey does in F.R.I.E.N.D.S. – Why God why? We had a deal! Let the others grow old, not me!