Naturally Neelam… The Flirty, Feisty Fifties

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The Flirty, Feisty,  Fifties

It is in my 50’s that I have finally discovered the joys of Flirting. Flirting with Life!

Whoever told you that the 20’s were the much-awaited “coming of age” were wrong. And how!

Take it from someone who has lived through five decades and is excitedly nudging the next.

At 21 I was a vacuous-faced pretty young thing with a nonsensical, fairy-tale idea of life. Having weathered many typhoons and been flattened breathless by the hurricanes of real life, I have finally emerged from the constrictions of life’s chrysalis  into the freedom of the Fifties. My multi-hued butterfly wings are dappled with lived-through experiences, and my curious antennae are eager to fly off into the unknown.

Can you even begin to imagine the freedom I now have? There is no pressure on me of looking good, of saying all the right things or being accountable to any family member. Having nurtured and set them up in their various relationships, I am now free to fall in love once again with myself!

In the hurly burly of life, I had relegated myself and my own needs to the background. My wise Mom once told me, “Nobody is going to award you a medal for being the top martyr, so babe—learn to be selfish”.

So off I went, training my mind to think only of Me and Myself, quickly quelling that guilty thud-thud inside. It’s hard, believe me, after all these years—like a car having now to drive in back gear, but what the heck!

So I decided to commit to paper my “Bucket List”—something that had been dancing tantalizingly in my mind for many decades. I pulled out the first item. To my delight, it was “Traveling around the globe”! This blog is dedicated to my various whimsical escapades around the world.

Bangkok, Thailand it had to be—precisely because all the males in my office and all the youngsters around me rolled up their eyes in horror when they heard the choice of my destination and said, “What are you going to do there?” To be frank, it was incentive enough, as all my life, I have had fun doing exactly what people did not expect me to.

So hop along with me on my flight to Bangkok. Coming aboard? Fasten your seat belts please…

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2 Comments

  1. Reblogged this on neelamsapphire and commented:

    For all the “twenties and thirties something” reading this. Here’s a look at the fun of ageing…

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