The youth in me tries to be always happy and spread the same happiness. But to tell the truth, as
the hair turn grey one by one, one starts thinking about too many
things , thinks about getting more number of things right . The tight,
cautious approach deters many things, It closes our eyes , our ears , nostrils . One gets really surprised to know that , but None can avoid the inevitable .
The 'River' called life flows that way, That is the way we roll.
I wish there was a time in our life when we could "rewind", re-live a moment, one singular moment of our life. We could only re-live it though, we couldn't change it. Can you imagine the effect it would have on the rest of our life?
Good to read you again, Anand!
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9 Years Ago
Thanks so much Dear Kelly :) Good to see you after quite some time :) how are you doing ?
i know the greyer i have gotten...the more i worry about getting things right, and the more cautious i have gotten...i miss my youth of reckless abandon...
and you are so right,
"none can avoid the inevitable"
Well put; your words are so true, as I've come to find out (as I have experience with getting older myself). Great poem!
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9 Years Ago
Thanks so very much Jennie. Wish you a happy and prosperous new year :) Love and warm wishes for you.. read moreThanks so very much Jennie. Wish you a happy and prosperous new year :) Love and warm wishes for you . :)