I have just realised that with the passage of time birthdays become more a signal of doom indicating advancing age then a cause for celebration. As mine approaches I am stunned anew at the irony we call life. 6 years back I chose to take sometime off from the marriage mart for reasons which were disastrous to say the least and now ages down time lane I still cant make up my mind. I have yet to find someone I can ‘fall’ for, at times I think I lack the basic genes required for it, and yet I seem incapable of leaving it to my parents. Even if I go for the latter option, decent guys seem extinct or interested in 16 year old girls….more and more I find myself leaning towards the old fashioned school of thought where girls got married as soon as possible and then continued their education if possible or raised families. Considering the limitations of the biological clock a career can wait, babies apparently cant. I wonder where prince charming or his more down-to-earth-version is!