Single and Thirty. The Begining of the end of a woman's peaceful-life

As a woman, growing up and living in Asia, reaching her thirtieth birthday there are many questions asked by the people around you. Apparently at this age I'm supposed to at least hold a baby in one hand and a nice man in the other. "Why aren't you married yet?" "Where's your boyfriend?" "When are you getting married?" "Don't you want to have kids?" "Aren't you ashamed not giving your parents a grandchild or two?" "Do you want to stay single till the day you died?" Are some of the questions they would ask you.

The best answer to all these questions is a smile, a big one, then scurries away as soon and as far as you can.

Mostly in Asia, people would look at you oddly if you are still single or if you prefer going out with yourself or your friends when you reached your puberty. I told a married friend with a young daughter that I'm having a blast with my life and she plainly said, "Are you nuts? Your biology clock is ticking away!" Well, sad to say THAT conversation slid down the hill and didn't end up well even though I was trying whole-heartedly to convince her I am happy with my life.

As a kid I've seen many happy couples and I've seen messed up marriage alike. Is marriage or commitment the only way to achieve that happy ever after that Cinderella had? Or is it as over-rated as people like me like to think? Just imagine if only the daily life of Cinderella was on air, I bet she and Prince Charming would have several domestic problems. Who should wash the dishes? Who should take out the garbage? But then again, they do live in a castle so, maybe they wouldn't have "normal" domestic problems.

Isn't it better to be free? Being able to do whatever your heart desire without having to answer to anyone. Go out and have fun and no one is waiting to scold you at home the moment you stepped foot inside the door. I dream of a relationship without the burden of commitment. Going on a date with someone but without all the nagging questions. Then again, they are a dream for now.

But I guess, I have to put up with all those questions until I found my own Prince Charming. Practice smiles in front of the mirror and put on more deodorant for the next wedding party. I don't want to be known as that girl who is single, thirty, AND smelly. Being single and thirty has given me a headache already.

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