Free wheeling

1.My life,  

pages after pages 

Spiral bound with

memories.

2 Suddenly from the realms of my subconscious, springs this man.

Light cream shirt, brown trousers, stylishly dishevelled hair, standing on the road, in the middle of nowhere.

3.Aging to me is enigma.

If you have lived so long, you now know that you could die any day.

We never stop wanting to stop clinging onto youth. We visit salons, , do face firms and skin stretches. We cannot see our once taut skins  slowly sagging and wrinkling as deseases creep in .

I used to see my handsome father wilting away. How his legs thinned and body gave away. One day the pain overtook and he stopped smiling. But I remember the sweetest smile that he gave me when I visited him out of turn in the hospital. He was so happy .

It was a wonder, when he had lost count of days, he remembered my birthday. The moment I entered the ward for my evening visit , he said Happy Birthday.

That moment will remain engraved in my mind.

Yesterday , when I was in the diagnostic centre getting my self tested, a patient was brought down from the ICU for some tests. He was restless  .I was reminded of my father. His suffering s had started already this time last year

4 I visited my Uncle yesterday. 

  How age has withered him!

  How frail has he become!

  He swayed when he got up to walk,

  His fingers trembled when he  tried to make a call.

 I watched my aunt who was once so stylish,

 I watched  how she had suddenly turned old.

 I  witnessed their process of aging,

 I felt death hammering on the door once more.

 We spoke of health,

 We spoke of illnesses,

And,we spoke of what may happen-

 if one of them die.

 I sensed the fear,

 I sensed the sadness ,

But I enjoyed their old age love.

 When young, you may fight 

You may not care,

You misunderstand and  ,

May have misgivings.

Then, when suddenly one day 

You realise that you are old--

You fall in love once again.

With children gone

leading their lives afar,

The nearest you have is your spouse.

 You have made memories together,

You have  travelled together,

You have had children together,

Through thick and thin you have remained together,

 So now you have only each other.

 My heart filled with sadness once more

As I witnessed the decadence of life.

One day you want so much,

Next day  its nothing as such,

 then suddenly it will be-

   Just.

  Really. All is not lost.

 Hope begets hope. Joy begets joy,

I know that some day my dreams will merge to form a concrete reality. My subconscious mind wields its power, pulling me towards destiny.. Its is there , it is there. Hope hope every where.

 I will not stop till I face my truth,, till i do what i am meant to do. 

 GREEN GRASS BEFORE ME, the windows open, light breeze pushes the curtains now and then,

 I am content.

 I write, I shape, I walk, I gain as beauty surrounds me  I am thankful to God and look up towards heaven.

  

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