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The fallacy that a man must be older than a woman in a relationship is pretty redundant in today’s time. But, I am pretty sure that there are many people out there who will disagree with my point of view, and so be it. My point - there comes a time in both a man and a woman’s life when being attracted to someone way younger is not alien. How about we dive into this paradigm, and quash all the myths of the older man younger woman versus the older woman younger man syndrome without making a big deal. 

Let’s, for the point of driving the nail home, suggest this scenario. A woman in her sixties, happily married notices a young man across the aisle while she shops, and is appreciative of his good looks. And why the heck not, yeah? Her children who are with her maybe mortified because they believe that their mother should not be … you know. However, if their father is with them, notices a pretty girl, and is appreciative of her, they may not blink. It is such BS in my book. Don’t you think? And double standards. A woman past her prime (whatever and whenever that may be) can certainly appreciate anyone she likes, without going the whole nine yards. 

So, I was talking to an elderly lady the other day, yes I have friends who are decades older than me. I enjoy my natter with them. They bring plenty to the table. Many a time their naughtiness makes me blush! Back to the story, she was grumbling about the old men in the area who annoy her. However, a young man who plays loud music doesn’t grate on her nerves! Mustering up courage, I enquired, why he did not make the cut. Her prompt response, you got to have a look at him! He is gorgeous! He pushes my buttons. I giggled and she was like – whoa why are you laughing? And I retorted, doesn’t rock music annoy you, and she replied unabashedly – was that rock music? It sounded lovely! Oh well. I let it ride. 

Now, I don’t talk to many old men, but there is this one gentleman in the neighbourhood - he is so rigid in his demeanour. He never looks up when he walks. He refrains from making eye contact with any woman who probably looks desirable, in his eyes. I was surprised the other days when I noticed him eye a lady who was bending down to pick up some apples that she dropped. The man had a gleam in his eyes. The amusing part was when he saw me. He changed tactics and walked slowly away without looking at her. That was so weird but I guess even the rigid man, does have a yen for a good booty! 

Okay, now that I have made my two bits known here, I guess it is easy to say, that both men and women do enjoy a thing of beauty. It is a joy forever! 

More later, darlings.

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