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Age is just a number!!!

Tralaalaalaaa... What a lovely lovely day it is! I am walking with a little extra bounce in my feet and a small smile on my face - Fixed!
And all because - well my 30year old yoga instructor, early in the morning - while breaking my back and generally making me curse mentally (and loudly at times), asks my age. On realising that i am well...ahem...41+ - She was not just shocked into breaking the rhthym of the aasna (a nice side benefit if i may say so), but she actually tried getting me to recalculate my age and do it properly! All because for the last 4 months, she's been calling me 'tum' (and not 'aap) and generally pushing me hard as she thought i am a couple of years younger than her!!!!!! Hell yeah!!!!!!

While i was mentally busy feeling all smug about how truly flexible and fit my body must be for her to be mistaken like this, all the while i was pretending to be unaffected to her in person. And yet now - 6 hours later - am still smiling! Whosoever said Age is just a number couldnt have been more right!! And the lower the number from your true age - the better it feels.

For someone like me - its still a shocker to realise how happy this made me feel. I have always been a bit of a snob about age - with my email id carrying my birth year details openly. Never lied about it. Never tried creating a mystery either. "I am what I am - deal with it" kind of a swagger I've had pretty much right through. And yet - 1 person mistaking my age - and here i am sitting with a stupid smile and feeling good about life.
Maybe its because she missed it by a whole decade and more.
Maybe its because she's someone who knows my physical health details and STILL mistook it.
Maybe its because I havent had an age discussion in a while... I mean for myself (Otherwise am constantly found giving gyaan to anyone who listens about being comfortable with your age)

Dont know if my yoga lessons will ease up on me now that am an 'oldie' to her - but till then, shall smile and smirk and feel smug etc etc... :)
 

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