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Too Mature for my Age?

Have you ever known a girl in your school days and said, 'Oh! She is mature for her age!" ... and always had that tag attached to her? Well, if yes, then you would know what I am talking about. And if not, then welcome to my world - I am that girl!

For the longest time, since I can remember I was always considered to be 'too mature' for my age. I didn't know if it was a good or a bad thing. All I remember is that it was never used in my benefit. Being 'too mature' meant having to be the considerate one, the understanding one, the bigger-person one, ... you see, so far no benefits, right? But now looking back I realize what it might have actually meant... 

I always believed whatever my parents (or family/friends) told me about their experiences. Like my Mom would often say, "Enjoy your childhood. These are the best years and you will miss them when they are gone." And I believed her. I never wanted to grow up (still don't!). My father is known to share his pearls of wisdom about life and work and I have always been an attentive listener. And I have many such memories of learning from my grandparents, aunts and uncles and hanging on to every words they said. So I guess, I learnt from their experiences and became 'too mature' for my age. 

Still unsure whether it is (was!) a good thing or a bad ... all I know is that I might have been 'that' girl once upon a time, but right now I take immense pleasure in behaving immaturely seldom *wink*


Dress worn as skirt - ASOS [10'] 
Tank - From Delhi [06']
Shoes - From Amritsar [11'] 
Necklace - Gift from Mom [10']
Bangles - Gift from Mom [09'/10'/11']
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