My 30th birthday happened to coincide with a farewell lunch. X points to me, and announces to the table, and to Y, that it is my birthday. Y asks me, “So, leaving early today?” Before I could respond, X replies, “Where will he go? He is not married, and he doesn’t have a girlfriend.” I […]Read More Being single feels like a crime at 31.
When I was young, I used to tell my parents, ‘there is probably more to life than studying, getting a job, getting married, settling down, and dying. Watch me, I’ll do something different.’ Ah, the sweet naivety of youth. I’m at that stage in life, that when any adult comes in contact with me, the […]Read More Our lifelong obsession and pursuit of milestones