Being 30

There are days when I wake up from the right side of the bed

Feeling the rare phenomena of emotions in my head.

Emotions that tell me Being 30 isn't so bad after all

And both my head and heart agree on this one call.



The BIG 'O' is quite exaggerated in a sense

It doesn't really just hurl you on the other side of the fence.

30 is that beautiful age of neither young nor old

Its when you actually finally feel brave and bold.



I can speak for myself at least here

2011 has been such a rare and eventful year.

Not because the year had any numerological value

But because as a 30 year old, I experienced it in ways that were new.



It had started with the cold of last December

When I was seeking solitude I remember.

My 30th birthday was quiet and almost boring

But in retrospect, it shaped the course of the year coming.



The year has been fantastic in every which way

I have felt like a real woman almost every day.

I think I know better today about what I want

About what I can have and what I cant.



At 30, I almost feel and look my best

My sense and sensibility constantly put to test.

In a good way that is I mean

One that makes me want to look in the mirror almost with a preen.



This year I have received more attention and highs

Than I had imagined, even in my lies.

Its a different thing it comes in ways I don't really appreciate

But then might as well revel in it before it depreciates ;)



At 30, even living with my parents is now a joy

I was dreading it earlier, being oh so coy.

My folks and I share a much better understanding today

We give each other space and even tolerance, if you may.



I like the fact that I have finally become the older sister

To the bratty but my adorable little brother.

Who till now thought of me as just one of his million friends

But now he listen a bit more, and even support he lends.



I can never forget the excitement of F1 and NH7,

And being in the lap of Himalayas was like being in Heaven.

I don't know if I would have been able to do these things before

Or enjoy them like I did, because of myself now I am sure.



There is no way earlier I would have by myself just taken off

To a place unknown and paths at which people would scoff.

The fear of solitude and unfamiliar that haunted me so long

To some extent was put to rest by a step somewhat strong.



I am glad for the people I met this year new

They brought fun and laughter into my life, even if they were few.

I am lucky for the old friends still here

Because of them I live my life without fear.



At 30, I have been given experiences incredible

To lap life up and live it on a double.

I have done things this year like never before

And maybe after the long hard swim, I will finally soon find the shore.



At 30, I feel more confident about myself and the world

Though I might not be in complete control always - I'm just a girl after all.

A girl that seeks love, happiness and the simple joys of life

And a girl who strives to make it big in the next Five.



All said, at 30, I am still a girl with heart of innocence

Still being stupid and giving in to things nonsense.

But that is the beauty of this age so peculiar

It gives you best of the unknown and also the familiar.



I can still laugh out loud and drink myself silly

And the next day get back to work and be in control fully.

I can get away with being a 'girl' at times

And yet assert myself as a 'woman' that loves all things fine.



For all my fear of turning thirty and jaded

The confusion of who I really am has somewhat faded.

I might not be what I had always imagined

But I am what I am and that's good for me even if I have sinned.



The good thing about 30 is that you learn

To live your life by your own and not others' terms

And yet you can mistakes make

You just about crossed 20s for God's Sake!!!



But now as 30 is soon fading away

I wonder what 31 will have to say.

I'll know in a few days if the feeling will change

Chances are it wont, coz the sun will rise and set just the same.