A long time ago…a little trillian was born. It didnt mean much to me at the time, I was busy with other things. But I did pause long enough to atleast acknowledge her existence.
Over time, she grew and grew. I, however. Stopped growing. Eventually, I was outgrown.
Then came the awkward age where the kid became bigger and taller than I was. And had no fear showing off. Its amazing I was not crushed beneath the hugs at times.
Eventually, however, this stage too was outgrown. And one day, this trillian drove off in a car!
Then the trillian said something that was hilarious! Baby made a joke!
It was the funniest thing I had heard in a long time! But apparently, it wasnt a joke!
So my mind tried to come up with ways this was possible!
And then it hit me…she was CLEARLY a crazy smart genius who was just graduating ahead of her time, by say…ten years or so!
It wasnt until a few hours later, when the mathematical equation I had sent in for evaluation came back, did I realize…she was actually 18. And I?
Must be really, super, old.
