Ageing
Age is just a number, they say...
But no no no , it is not just that...
Age is the changes upon you
around you and inside you..
Age is more silver locks,
wringles on the forehead,
crow's feet at the edges
of the mouth and the eyes..
Age is the sagging skin,
loose muscles and aching limbs ..
Age is missing connections in networks, neural as well as social ...
Age is frequent visits to the doc
and more tests and scans..
Age is more pills and supplements
to negotiate turbulent hornones..
But beyond everything,
age is when the little bird
that had so far nestled within,
who with her chirpy songs
made your eyes sparkle
and made you dream...
Who with her subtle flutters
often made you blush
and took your breath away..
Age is when she flies away taking
exuberance of youth along,
leaving a few feathers behind,
for you to reminisce
the glory of the past,
to remind you that
there are unfinished projects
and dreams to fulfill...
That's when you gather
unusual courage and a
composed competence
to explore, to experience,
to speak up, to express..
And that's exactly when
you start loving yourself more
and realize that ageing is
a beautiful process indeed....
Preetha Raj
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