The concept of ‘The
Right Age’ is a universal one. People might differ when it comes to race, caste, sex,
religion but there is a thought that binds them together and
that is this concept of ‘The Right Age’.
Even before the sperm
got its head inside the egg and screamed ‘Ooh Baby!’, the life which might be
born after 9 mths was forever marked with this concept of ‘The Right Age’. And
once it falls out of its mother’s ‘You-Know-What’ into the dirty hands of this
ugly world, the clock starts ticking. The wheel of the Right age starts moving.
The right age to start
walking, the right age to start talking, the right age to chuck that breast
milk and eat some sambar rice, the
right age to go to kindergarten, the right age to hit the school and even the
right age to have your first period (if you are a girl that is, or else
something is very wrong). No, it does not stop there because right after all
that you have the right age to join college, the right age to drink, the right
age to have a job, the right age to marry, the right age to get laid, the right
age to have a baby and then the right age to decide all the right ages for your
child. It is like the bus in the movie ‘Speed’ which has to keep running in
order to prevent itself from blowing up into a molten junk. It will only end
with our death.
Now what if I decide to
mess up with all of that? What if I decide to start walking a year later than
expected or what if I play with the right age to have a drink or what if I want
to prepone the right age for coitus and postpone the right age of marriage?
What if I want no right age to have kids and what if I want no right age to do
what I really want to do? What if I want my own set of ‘Right Ages’ made on the
spot and untouched by what the society expects from me?
I hear people say ‘This girl is 24. This is
the right age to get married’. I want to genuinely ask these enlightened souls
“I never knew that Moses stood on Mount Sinai and screamed out the 11th
commandment ‘Thou Shalt Enter Wedlock at Holy 24’. Please tell me more about
it, will you? ”.
Society is like USA,
while your little pitiful life is like a forlorn country trying to fight its
own battles, have a sincere government and make the ends meet. Society bombs
you down and beats your dreams, all the while thinking that only good is
resulting out of this. Society is a confused leech, sticking to you and feeding
on you, yet thinking that it is actually helping you. It is our fault actually.
So the next time
someone tells you what the right age is for you, tell them that it is their
right age to mind their own business. Next time you are told that now is the
right time for some wedding show time, ask them whether they are the last descendants
of the Mayans who were too concerned even about the right age to celebrate an
Apocalypse. And if ever someone tells you that you should have some kids before
those eggs stop hatching, tell them that you are as fertile as Halle Berry who
is popping out a kid at the age of 47.
Because the right age
is a personal aspect and unless you are a puppet, you will make your own
choice.
