Girls are like wine! The older we get the better we are. But this wine does have certain chemical formulae and definitely some math which the guys need to understand. So let’s start with some basic girl math the guys should know.

Being a 13 year old girl—fun, exciting. To have few guys come up and ask us out. It all gets even more stirring when you dress up your best to meet a guy, coming back with stories of the first date and even writing about it in a diary.

Few years later, we turned prettier and started getting more attractive. We turned sweet sixteen, when the counting game was fun and we had to use the term fans instead of just a name of a guy because it really was a club. Some names had to be attached to their surnames because you need to identify the guys with the same first names, right? Not to forget the guys with the same surnames. All madly in love with us.

Turning 18 is like entering the fancy age. More boys, lesser girls around. Attention from everywhere, prank calls, missed calls, letters, chocolates, recorded CD’s with our favourite songs, roses, cards, gifts. New boys, old ones, all in love with us.

We learnt how to flirt, we blushed, we smiled, we played with our hair, and we were excited when a guy says the 3 words we love to hear.

Some of us had a boyfriend, or many boyfriends, some of us stayed single, or some episodes of being single at least for a while. But the attention never stopped. Everybody around flirted with including friends, good friends, friend’s friends, brother’s friends, friend’s brothers. And the story continued to our twenties.

Early 20′s were better, we learnt to dress up, regular parlour visits, spas occasionally and the individual styles we acquired for ourselves. All of which made us stand out for few eyes. We believed we had plenty of friends (mostly guy friends) and thought they’ll be around forever. Lost few friends because we rejected them for a relationship and they found new girlfriends but we didn’t bother at all because we had a bunch of guys in our list who we thought would be our friends forever.
26 years old already, but we feel like we are 16 inside—still enjoying the attention from every new guy that comes along and from old ones who have waited for years to hear a yes from us. So, yes we never felt too friendless.

27 years old, the guys are slowly getting married one by one. We are happy for them but sad also because they all changed. Though sometimes they act like we were the one they should have been with. So, all the married ladies, your guy does make someone feel that they are more special than you (guys don’t change even after they get married…though we have exceptions everywhere!). All the more reason, you hear lot of girls at this age saying that they don’t believe in marriages until they find the perfect guy, so you know what they mean! 
At 28 years, we do not need that attention from so many guys. We need friends, we start realising that not many people took us as friends. The guys were just trying to see if at some point we just might be with them. We get fed up of guys hitting on us, in parties, in a bar, in a friend’s place, on the road, in the coffee shop, in the restaurants. Why can’t any guy just look at us as a friend? Where is the meaning of the friendship that we believed in all our lives? We are not 16 anymore that we enjoy your attention. We don’t want you checking us out anymore. When you flirt, it sounds ridiculous. We have heard enough of people telling us that they love us on just a few dates; we are done with every guy telling us that we are amazing and asking us for a kiss however polite you get at it. We want just a friend and may be if you act like a friend for a little longer you might even get whatever you want ( I hope your intention was of having a committed relationship) So stop flirting you guys, be a friend!

29 years old and given up in trying to make a guy become a friend. We start looking out for girl companions. We would love the fairy tale ending but we have given up on it. We don’t even mind our parents fixing us up with someone because all the guys we meet still seem to be in their early twenties and haven’t become matured enough to understand the girl mathematics.

30 year old, we are maturing like wine. We are polished. We have learnt to enjoy our own company. Some of us still haven’t found our match but that seems to be less important because we hardly care about the timing anymore. We will not compromise and it doesn’t matter how long it takes because we can now finally wait till we know, this is the guy. Love doesn’t seem like only a relationship thing anymore. We find love in everything we do, love in just being us. We have lost too much to be scared of anything; we only look forward to life. We don’t need to try to fit into anyone’s life any more or try too hard because someone would have grown up too and some day he’ll find her and she does not mind waiting.