Let's face it, I have come a long way and I have survived. No joke! I have fallen, broken to pieces, crashed, melted, burned ... hope you get the picture?
Last April (2016) I wrote 26 Advices You Won't Forget (don't bother with the English and its correctness in that title). Catch those olden golden entries.
This year's theme is Lessons Learned At 30. Obviously, they're learned from experience - the good, the bad, and the ugly. Let's just say we all battle our share of demons (internal and external) and I have had quite the handsome load. Turning 30, to me, is one insanely fantastic affair. I have been waiting for this rockstar of a milestone since forever. I am a licensed adult now! I mean I can (hypothetically, of course! Since I am a Desi) take the car out for a spin, or piss off the socialite aunty (aiming at suggesting an un-eligible bachelor for me), or teach a toddler how to sing Hakuna Matata and get away with it with the simple one liner "I am 30 years old!"
This spectacular cake was done for me by my sister Sara of Sara's Baked Creations.
While, for me, it is the genie year of awesomeness, my mother looks at it like my deathwish! LOL. Why? Because almost my entire Facebook friends list is 'Married' and most of them are on their 2nd kid. I am still planning more real estate buys instead of babies, and checking out eligible rental homes to invest in instead of fishing for an eligible bachelor to settle down with. It is not that I am not open to marriage. I am just not that open so as to become a stepladder for illegal immigrants (banned by Mr. President), or for divorcees with strange explanations spanning the lands of the United States. The single guys are either confused, lost, or are guarded by overly possessive mothers and sisters who want to run the show of their lives. I'm waiting for them to become 45 year old men!
I'd be writing down the lessons I have learned from my life with all due hilarity. Please stay tuned, and I'll be visiting you soon!
To my mother who fears seeing silver in my hair someday ...