Growing Up

I was heading back home from office and on the way I realized that I had some grocery shopping to do. I finished buying everything on the list and also a lot more that wasn't really needed and headed back home. As I entered the lift with my hands full I was relieved to get help from a little angel. A kid in his early teens. Once in the lift we got talking about which school he goes to and what his hobbies are. And then we fell silent coz I was out of questions. Then he said,'Aunty, which office to you go to'? Whhhaaaaaattt?? my first reaction was 'who aunty? me?' and then when I realized that I was the only "Aunty" in the lift I answered and gave him the world's most FAKE smile ever.

After he had stepped out on his floor and I continued to the upper floor I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Have I really turned into an Aunty? I haven't even got my wisdom teeth yet. Is it because he thought only aunties carry groceries or only aunties go to offices...Why? What made him say that. Anyways this got me thinking, leave aside the appearance, have I really really become an Aunty! As in become a matured adult! Here's a list of things that I do which proves that I might just be turning into one.

Look at price tags before I buy anything.

Know all the pulses and can identify them...well almost

Recently bought some home furnishing stuff when I actually had gone to buy SHOES

Not interested in Orkut or Facebook...hell I don't understand Facebook

Share "my" cooking tips with friends and colleagues

Expressions like, "OMG u have grown so big. The last time we met u were just a little kid" come naturally to me. And after I have said it I know what the "kid" is thinking...So u want me to shrink every passing day... the same thing I did couple of years back

Have tags like Atya, Maushi, Wahini after marriage...though nobody calls me that

Get an headache after a night out when listening Rock

People seek advice from me..ok the number is very small but yes they do


I am a matured adult who takes sensible decisions and handles the consequences. She does not blame her goof ups on anybody or anything else. Whooaa! Wait a minute cannot transfer blame......panic attack......not ready YET.