when all you can talk about in a get-together is the "good old days". And those little kids that you lorded over and bullied send you their wedding cards! There was a time when people measured the coming of old age by the advent of gray hairs. But not anymore because, well, it's kind of become fashion and who knows if the gray is real or dyed!! Just kidding. Don't think anyone other then actors actually dye their hair gray. After all we all dream of being Dorian Grey and let our portraits grow old instead of us.
But what does it mean for us? Does this mean we should ring the funeral bell, order our caskets or put in the order for scented sandal wood for funeral pyre? One of my friends, who actually brought up this topic, mentioned she finally used a neighbouring kids wedding to try and convince her parents that at 30+ she was old enough to come home after curfew without earth shattering consequences. Her parents simply rolled their eyes and told her to make it home before 11. Can't win with them veterans!
Me, I glibly side step questions about my age and spout lines like "18 till I die" and promptly call up a friend to discuss those golden years of college days- heh heh. The hairs are still black, thank heavens!
But what does it mean for us? Does this mean we should ring the funeral bell, order our caskets or put in the order for scented sandal wood for funeral pyre? One of my friends, who actually brought up this topic, mentioned she finally used a neighbouring kids wedding to try and convince her parents that at 30+ she was old enough to come home after curfew without earth shattering consequences. Her parents simply rolled their eyes and told her to make it home before 11. Can't win with them veterans!
5 comments:
Hair and Care...
Well, I never bother about my hair.. gray or not.. there or not....
its an utter waste of time... after-all, yul brynner was bald wasn't he?
I know I'm handsome, and I refuse to believe anything on the contrary.
If you say anything that displeases me, I'll have you under the guilliotine.
Yule Brenner, of the King and I fame, was a handsome dashing hero I agree...with a gleaming bald pate..your hair on the other hand tends to look more like a porcupine in constant state of fear..heh heh! I will risk the guillotine with that comment.
this was not so fair after all. If friends also start shaking and waking you up to your age it is so..oo.. mean. Husbands always find wives aging after kids are born. kids tell you constantly that you are ageing since you can't run, jump and play like them. now friends too.
...booh...hoo..
There there....who dare call u old...you are sweet sixteen in my eyes...heh heh...btw...my husband keeps looking for the first grey hair...:-)
Oh plenty of those now, I am quite looking forward to the distinguished Indira Gandhi look to emerge.
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