Emotional Feels -a Sea Of Change

Dear Thyagarajan Sir,

A wonderful poetic snippet about how life is led and how it needs to be led! Half the battle is won if an elderly person has so many young friends and they keep injecting their youthfulness to an elderly person. Even a smallest wound will be nurtured when one is young but an elderly person learns to live with them unaffected. Obsessions are part of life when one is young but when one gets older, only thing one cares is possession of love of the dearest. One counts the minutes when one is young but an older person counts days.

 

Dear Sir,

Wonderful poem about growing old.

It just looks like yesterday when I was leading a busy schedule of office and home. Today I am running after my grandchildren with stiff joints.

How fast times fly.

Regards
Uma

 

Hello @Thyagarajan sir
It's was really amazing write up.
You have jotted every stage of life
I could see you growing through your poetry snippet
I am waiting for Nation and Ration, which you said you will be writing in my FB.
Have a good time sir
Regards
Ratna

 

When I was young, I was mindful of tomorrow's schedule and would get up early to plan the day.
Now I am old and feel so happy when I get up and find I am alive.

 

Father William

"You are old, father William," the young man said,
"And your hair has become very white;
And yet you incessantly stand on your head —
Do you think, at your age, it is right?"

"In my youth," father William replied to his son,
"I feared it would injure the brain;
But now that I'm perfectly sure I have none,
Why, I do it again and again."

"You are old," said the youth, "as I mentioned before,
And have grown most uncommonly fat;
Yet you turned a back-somersault in at the door —
Pray, what is the reason of that?"

"In my youth," said the sage, as he shook his grey locks,
"I kept all my limbs very supple
By the use of this ointment — one shilling the box —
Allow me to sell you a couple."

"You are old," said the youth, "and your jaws are too weak
For anything tougher than suet;
Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak —
Pray, how did you manage to do it?"

"In my youth," said his father, "I took to the law,
And argued each case with my wife;
And the muscular strength, which it gave to my jaw,
Has lasted the rest of my life."

"You are old," said the youth; one would hardly suppose
That your eye was as steady as ever;
Yet you balanced an eel on the end of your nose —
What made you so awfully clever?"

"I have answered three questions, and that is enough,"
Said his father; "don't give yourself airs!
Do you think I can listen all day to such stuff?
Be off, or I'll kick you down stairs!"

A Poem BY LEWIS CARROLL on old age-my favourite

 

Nice write up @Thyagarajan sir,

I am in my early 40s, and I feel so old already when I think the year 2000 has gone 24 years ago.
That was the year I started feeling myself, and experienced life to the fullest. After that decade, everything else was a battle. Battle to stay married, battle to grow in my career, battle to have kids, battle to sustain relationships, battle to grow wealth and settle, battle with health issues and what not. Surviving through all these battles seemed huge success, but with that, we have lost some 20 years.

Fast forward to today, I am still in my 20s in my mind and wanted to continue from where I have left. But my body, my responsibilities and the experience that I have gained so far makes me feel odd.

Life is too short. I have already lost a couple of my friends to deadly diseases. They were all like me. They dreamed of a beautiful future and work so hard like horses towards their goals, but half way through, they lost it. They are gone forever.
They could have lived instead. Lived the life to the maximum.

But on the other hand, there were people who wanted to live, and never joined this race (for better life) with us. Sadly, they are now facing the consequences, and will be battling for the basics till their last breath.

Life should be balanced. We must live, experience life and make memories while progressing towards a better future. The success should not be measured against others, but against our past. To each their own