Midlife Musings

There  are a lot of things that i am grateful for

But never thought midlife crisis will be one of them

Midlife crisis- it isn't some non existential bogeyman 

It's more like the paparazzi invading your space

So there it was, in all its glory,

Asking me- Who is it that you really are?

I frowned on his ludicrous question

hadn't he done any homework 

and got some dope from my copious LinkedIn gyan 

or followed my newly made" Its looking like a wow" insta reel?

But he asked me again-Who is it that you really are?

and he continued talking...

i left a girl with the most unkempt room

but found a woman with the more organized home

Your love for rajma chawal gave way to massaman curry

The beach mum i knew now strolls in the winding roads of Himachal

A staunch vegetarian turned to a pseudo one

My Rajdhani express slowed to make way for palace on wheels

hmm..valid points i mused....

And soon the abla nari image 

sacrificing everything for the love of her life

was taking home in me

I was about to play the victim card when i paused to reflect 

Yes, i fell in love and took over so many of my better half tastes 

But didn't he too?

Isn't that what love is about where you colour each other 

and your singularity turns onto a vibrant mosaic

Oh midlife crisis look deeper and see

the layers that he added to me

am i not more caring than before

maybe a little less abrasive

a bit more zealous to add more skills to my quiver

and richer with friends which are all his?

I am all that you left me and so much more 

that love and life has added on