AT 41, My Life is Like a Samosa!

You might find the title a little silly, when I compare my life with a samosa. But trust me, the simile goes well with the philosophy I have been trying to integrate with my middle-aged life.

No matter how crispy and oily the outer crust is- the filling inside must be this flavourful assembly of potatoes, right masala, and the taste that stays longer every time you bite in it. The Chutney is like an added blessing.

That is how 2026 is going to work for me.

No, it has not been easy to accept the fact that I am 41 and my parents still call me ‘Gudiya’. Feels like a Paradox. But then it is what it is.

Age has made me realise that inner peace creates a far greater impact on our lives than the endless effort to please people. You can be nice but detached. Inner Peace is like that filling of an Indian samosa that could cast a foreplay of taste around your body, without jumping onto the final ‘Fake Orgasm’ that you have been lingering on for years (read that again). Only to feel relevant!

Your outer crust is a distraction. Your inner filling (feeling) is what stays- always.

Let us barge into the problem with the question, “Jiye toh jiye kaise?” Well, when I look back into my life, I realise- many of the solutions of my problems have come because of being non-reactive. Especially in those situations where I truly wanted to bang the head, punch the nose, break the teeth, or maybe cut the throat of so many around. But I chose to be non-reactive, quiet, dignified, and exactly like that filling of a samosa that remains untouched and protected due to its outer crust.

And trust me I do not regret it!