When did I get this old?

Yesterday afternoon, a girl I'm seeing proposed to me. It's arranged, she likes me, I like her, and most importantly, our parents like each other.

I'm not able to sleep now, thinking about what mom said. She was so happy, went into a lot of thoughts, and started remembering my childhood mischievous acts.

That, is what hit me hard. I still play mischief with my mom. Wherever she asks me to get groceries, I'll take a bribe, a piece of jaggery. I still lie down in her lap whenever I go home, or whenever she visits me. Dad still says "you're a kid, don't even know how to save". He never let me pay from my pocket.

Now I'm thinking, that little me, who always played around mom, who still plays around, grew up? Grew up enough to become an adult and marry?

Wow. Time flew by. Did you also feel the same way before marriage?

I know this is just a phase everyone goes through at some point, but man, this feeling is something special.