I ask my mom If I can travel out of town alone? She says "No! You are too young to do that"
My dad doesnt trust all the people I know. He says "You're too young to know whats running in people's minds"
My mom wants me home by 10 in the night. She says "Youre too young to hang out in the night"
My phone starts ringing when Im not home on time.
My dad lectures me on how to manage money better. He says "You're too young to understand the value of money"
I get angry. I argue, I try to reason Im not a kid anymore. I think to myself when will they ever understand that their litte girl is grown up enough and can take care of herself without any help. I think to myself. Iam a working professional now. I earn enough to meet not just my needs. but my desires too. I've seen the world and I tell them its different from the one they grew up in. I hav seen myself grow up.I tel them I now think before I act.
My thought process has changed just like my priorities have. I am old enough to have seen people change with time, to have taken decisions that i call 'big decisions'. Old enough to lend my shoulder for friends to cry on, to have dealt with people and situations, to share my piece of mind with people, to have seen relationships fade with time, have fallen in love and dealt with heart breaks.I try to reason im not too young like they say and call them over protective.
But a little something knocks my mind when I hear of a woman travelling alone being trafficked in my very own city. I think to myself, Im glad my mom doesn't let me travel without a friend.
When i find people I call my own betrayin me, my dad's words resounds in my head.
When Im broke at the end of the month, I start wondering if I should have listened to dad's lecture.
When i pass a deserted lane in the dark and my heart starts pounding of fear, I think of Mom's words of not hanging out after 10.
When dad doesn't reach home on time from work and I call him up, I wonder if what I feel then, is the same reason why my phone starts ringing when I dont reach home on time.
I sure am old enough to make decisions on my own, but when I think of it, the man who raised me all these years without ever complaining of my ways, i dont mind being too young in his eyes. Im sure the woman who had sleepless nights when I fell sick, sure has a reason when she isn't ready to admit Iam a grown up woman now.
While I'd like to believe I am old enough to take care of myself, Id also believe they are right :) may be I will be 'TOO YOUNG' for them always and I dont mind being that :)