Thank You Aunty!
“Ouch!! That hurts… Am I that old! Do I really look like an Aunty! “ Well that’s the reaction of a very normal woman, surviving on the wrong side of twenty five, already dealing with the mid life crisis. Comes a stage in everyone’s life, when you are, irrespective of your age or profile, addressed as an Uncle or an Aunt. Sounds sophisticated and relatively adult! But on a very serious note, it purely cuts the heart when you hear that on yourself. Remember the notoriety of adolescence, when we deliberately called out such names to pass comments or laugh out loud. Well! It now strikes back, albeit turning tables. Honestly, those were milder days. People were sensible enough to accept and adore whatever the phase was. To that generation, which I slyly address as “The Sandwiched Generation”, was kind enough to overlook such tantrums and move on bigger issues of life. Haphazardly, ours "The Secondhand Generation” is never too keen about adjustments. We call ...