Wednesday, September 24, 2008


Today, i turned 21.

21 means a lot of things to a lot of people.

For me it is another normal year. I just feel a lot older. Gone are the aspirations of becoming a taxi driver or a garbage collector just because it was cool. In is financial woes and balancing a budget. Along with the aspiration of an MBA and all that jazz.

21 in India is the legal age for entering into matrimony for males (i am a male, i can prove that...if you are a girl, give me a call). 21 is the legal clubbing age across the entire world (i hope so). 21 is the legal age to drink as well. So, technically i should be happy that i am 21.

But why am i not? Maybe this is the fucked up part in me. Sometimes i wish i could be a kid all over again. Sometimes i wish otherwise.

Today is one such day where i wish i could be innocent. where i would have no worries. all i want to do is play cars with mini cars and remote controls and make a huge 'traffic jam line of cars' thingy. Maybe that is why i made it a point to be as childish as i could be on 24th September 2008.

Somehow i feel that today was my last day of being a child. And i used it to its full potential.

Enough of that emotional crap.

Things that normal people do on their 21st birthday that i felt was not needed:
1) a bath
2) wear clean clothes
3) Celebrate
4) not work

this list could go on for ages and i could come up with wild things that wouldn't make any sense. so i decided to stop here.

So what did i do on the first day of my 21st year on earth? Nothing that i did was spectacular. at least voluntarily. Otherwise i got kicked on my bum while suspended from air. Egg smacked while being blindfolded. and a chocolate cake that said HAPPY BIRTHDAY YEDA FUCKER.
Don't ask me what Yeda means...

I wonder what one should actually feel on their 21st year of life? I don't feel serious enough to be an adult. not childish enough to be a kid. I don't feel rebellious anymore. Not too horny these days. it feels like a limbo. somewhere between childhood, teenage hood and adulthood. There should be a manual that says "THINGS TO DO AND THINK ABOUT @ 21"

I still feel 20. sometimes even 19. i have definitely become more un stupid. i stopped playing with people's feelings. i am smoking a lot these days. i am not slightly homosexual. i am concerned about people. I am not that angry anymore. I have started loving 'The Brady Bunch'. I have stopped daydreaming. I am in a relationship for almost a year.

So i guess i am a mixture of all those years i have passed. Maybe everyone is a little bit of every year. When i speak in different voices and believe that my turtle can reply,I must be 4. When i dream of flying and conversing with superheroes i must be 6. When i am thinking of watching FTV and ahem, i must be 15. When i sit down and laugh at my first time smoking/driving/school i must be 19. When i sit down and laugh at stupid rivalries and gangster-giri i must be 20. When i care about other people and life and how to change the world to make it a better place, i must be 21. Or maybe there is more to 21 than that.

I don't know what this year holds for me. Soon enough i will feel like an uncle. Another 21 years will pass and i will remember all this. maybe i wont. Whatever this year holds, i am sure that i will have many more memories of friends, families and lot of other things. Good, bad or outright
ugly, here i come 22...

Uncle MeE

JB signin off...

PS : I'm a bit rusty, so forgive me for this bullcrap.


Goda said...

so uncle 21,
the forward did come to a lot of use...??
wonder how much does a garbage bus driver actually make for a living?? wont be a bad idea right?
let me get to that horny part... ahem, we shall edit it wont we??
kinda makes me laugh at the imitation and that leg pulling thing we had... makes me feel younger esp since i have an uncle to look forward to every morning since that last year and the next 2 years to come.
anyway, got me smiling for a while :)

Goda said...

turty is looking forward to a clean humble abode ... do the nes.

JuXtApOsEd_BlOgGeR said...

personal comments are not cool...atleast your facial muscles got some exercise after reading this...coolness...

miti said...

"all i want to do is play cars with mini cars and remote controls and make a huge 'traffic jam line of cars' thingy."
tht was the cutest thing ive EVER heard
im gonna cry on my 20th bday and thx for reminding me to enjoy my "teen" while it lasts.

JuXtApOsEd_BlOgGeR said...

@miti : thanks for the very cute comment...and i made someone cry thru this blog...neato...jus enjoy life as it is....loyal reader

reni said...

don wanna comment on wut uve written..uve alwaz been gud @ it..

but dude..u ve changed?? hi-fi!! so did me..(not in a way ne1 wil b glad..) ;)
keep on bloggin..lov de way u write..

JuXtApOsEd_BlOgGeR said...

@ "Reni" : thanks a lot for the appause...u cudve actualy commented on what i wrote though...thanks.

Tys on Ice said...

wait till u hit 40... :)

truth is there will come a time when ur actual age will catch up with ur soul...u seem like an old soul, so perhaps u mite hve to wait another 30 years to hit the rock on, young gun..

btw, if u r fucking yeda, tell her iam seriously hurt.

JuXtApOsEd_BlOgGeR said...

@ Tys : My soul is old?is that a good thing or a bad one? Who might yeda be? i did not get that it a usage used before the internet?
Thanks for the comment...