Remember those golden years of childhood when you had just entered your teen years? You were about 13 or 14 years old and considered yourself a fully mature person. You, at that time, hypothesized that you knew all about life.

Whenever your family introduced you to a person who was about 21 or 22 years of age, you would not be pleased about it. The sole reason you had in your mind at the moment was that the particular person was ‘too old.’

We all have these kinds of presumptions about people who have left their teen years. We do not want to hang out with them as they are too ‘out-dated’ while the teens are the best kind of generation you can find.

I too was one of those teenagers who felt that I had become a sophisticated girl at the age of 15. I wanted to make my own life decisions as I knew where my life was heading at that moment. I did not want other people to give me any opinion regarding my life as they had no idea what I was going through.

There was a time when I used to think that nobody understood me. Certainly, how could a person who was ‘twenty’ years old be aware of the needs of a ‘teenager.’

Due to this reason, I never talked about myself with people who were older than me. I felt that it was of no use. Considering all these facts, I kept away from many people.

We often feel that the older people are not happy, and that they are usually depressed. They have a hard time remembering things. They do not know what’s ‘in’ or ‘out.’ In short, when we are young we consider anyone older than us as boring.

Every now and then, at the tender age of 13 years, we gave the title of ‘uncle’ or ‘aunty’ to someone who was older. Their description according to us would be as an elderly person.

But now I think they were all myths. And they have now been busted!

As I said, when I was younger, I thought I knew all about my life. But now I get that I did not even had the slightest idea about what was going on at that moment.

Coming to think of it, some time ago, I realized that I would turn twenty the following year. The same age that I felt was of the elderly and mature people.

I asked myself, have I turned into that boring mature person that I presumed all people of this age were? The answer was a big ‘No.’ I thought I have not even got my wisdom teeth yet. How can I be mature?

Now I understand that there is no harm in talking to people who have left their teen years. They are similar to the teenagers and the adults. I know because I have seen it myself.

I was wrong once. I now comprehend that I am still not a full adult. Sometimes, we need real adults to help make decisions. And they are not the ones aged 20 or 21.

Age is no guarantee of maturity. Age is just a number. Maturity is a choice. I agree!