I turn twenty-four today, and I honestly can’t believe that my life is “two dozens old” – yes, that’s how I used to count age when I was like, seven. I remember turning ten on 17th June, 2001 and telling mom, “Maa, today I’m a decade old!” – and of course, she laughed off my silly humour.
The year that’s gone by has been a rather emotional and life changing one. From professionally to personally, there have been a number of changes I’ve voluntarily made, and some, that have sort of found their paths into my life on their own. Most of them have been pretty generous and I’m more than just grateful for them all in general. Everyone’s been asking me what I have in mind for celebrating this day, and how I’m perceiving the big “two-four” and my answer is pretty much the same as it was when I left my teens behind: I’m going to have a broad agenda, and I’m going to do everything in my capacity to work towards it. That’s who I am, that’s how I function. I like to find the balance between ‘going with the flow’ and ‘having a plan’ – I’ve found that to be the best balance between being ambitious, realistic and lowering the chances of disappointment.
This birthday, I’ve promised myself to make more time for the people I love. To do more, with lesser time. To try and be more efficient, and have less days absorbed in my clinomania – weekends included. I’ve promised myself I’m going to work harder, and grow my (What WhenWear) team to a larger number. Maybe this little seven will be seventy soon? I don’t know, I’m just a girl with an aim too big, dreams too large and a heart full of impractical little butterflies.
Floral separates: Fatma Shaikh / Jewellery: Minerali / Heels: Charles & Keith