Tea and biscuits on the kitchen table and we spoke about being in one’s early 30s and in mid 20s. It started with a question “Adi, I am scared to be 25, how did it feel for you?” And 25 to someone in his 30s feels fleeting, so much time to do many things!, chase dreams! Live!! and apparently 25 to someone in his 30s is ‘still young’. So then, does the ones in their 40s think the same about the 30 year olds? Or are we all just full of sighs about the days we did not seize and envious of the ones who still have time? A few months ago, I sat in a deep conversations with a 90 year old flamboyant lady. She spoke with vivid clarity and energy, constantly drawing me back to think of myself as an aged old rock while her gleaming eyes with expression still reflected her salad days at Sydney. Later that evening, I poured praises about her to a 50 something year old uncle who smirked “Some old woman!” . At that moment, I saw in him a poor old man so ...