In three months from now, I will turn 24 and it is freaking the hell out of me. As much as I force myself to think that it will be just another year for me, I know that it is far from true. I am sure that turning 24 is a big deal everywhere, but the country I am in has made it all the more difficult for me. Before this starts sounding like a rant, let me tell you why turning 24 for me, a woman living in India, is not easy:

17. Talking about friends, I still can't stop obsessing over the TV show F.R.I.E.N.D.S like some college kid.

18. I am getting wrinkles. Yes, wrinkles! Wow. Am I really ageing!?

19. My body is not half as active as it was when I was 18.

20. The kids today are too smart for me and here I am, trying to make sense of this complicated life.

21. I have not travelled to even half the places on my checklist.

22. My room is a mess. It has been like this for 23 years. When will I ever become responsible?

23. I haven't done anything for my country, or even my neighbourhood.

24. For that matter, I am yet to do anything for my parents and grandparents.