My daughter
celebrated her birthday last week. Her birthday was something she had been
eagerly waiting for. More than the cake and the gifts, she was excited to tell
everyone her new age J. She used to add up her age even
before she actually celebrated her birthday. I used to be like her when I was a
kid, waiting for birthdays to tell my new age. But at some point, the interest
in looking forward for my birthday to celebrate a new age diminished.
The
world is new and there is so much to be see.
To
experience and grow what they choose to be.
Yet
of all, growing up fast seems their only wish,
Bumping
up their age like some race to finish.
When
in the middle age you feel you are growing fast,
The
world is the same and you should slow down to last.
Lowering
the age might help only a bit,
But growing
with the age takes a long grit.
Old
age I am told is a different ball game.
When
you know life is not just name and fame.
And
age is a number to your destiny it leads,
For
life is a mirror of your own deeds.
~Narendra V Joshi