Welcome to my world of dreams where imagination and reality, fancy and truth, laughter and tears move hand in hand. I will let you have a glimpse at the share of my own sky, sometimes sunshine bright, sometimes with dark cloud and gloomy rain. I am that memory which will remain with you as a serene glow of moonlight. I am that thought which will nurture your soul like a whisper of mountain breeze. I am that dream which will haunt your being like a ferocious gushing brook.
A few days ago it has been my
birthday and among the warm wishes, I have realised that it’s really okay to age:-D.
Until recently, it was exceedingly
annoying to me to even hear the word ‘ageing gracefully’! The primary instinct
has been to grind my teeth and yell, “Who the hell wants to age in the first
place? I definitely want to stand up and be counted, look good, feel fit, be
admired and wanted – especially after I have hit and crossed that significant
now when I look back on my years, I feel so very grateful to have lived the
life I’ve lived. Whatever I have done, I have been sincere and genuine. When I
loved I went overboard; when I didn’t, that too has been with equal depth of
aloofness and dispassion. It definitely has never been a perfect life; there
have been painful freeze structures, scenes and episodes that I would prefer to
clip out yet they are the one who made me. And so, now, I love the mirror and
all its appendages like the wrinkles, the sag, the flab and the scowl.
One more great thing that has happened to me is my blog. A few years ago I started blogging with vengence! I pampered my blog like my baby. I wrote fast and furious. I wrote about everything - my reality, my imagination, my life - things that happened, things that might have happened, things that I longed to happen ... and as I write this it's bringing a smile to me ... I survived because I wrote, because I had my blog. My blog has done more to me. It has given me friends who never expected anything in return. Isn't that something wonderful that can happen to one?
And as for ageing gracefully, now I have realized, healthy
aging requires an internal shift. Because you know in your heart of hearts,
that your true value lies within. Age has given us wisdom, experiences and
freedom from the superficial and I am sure we wouldn’t like to trade that in
for anything. Age is more about giving and less about receiving so it has made
us better people. Now I know I can tell age – “bring it on! I plan to live you
even more fully, vigorously, arrogantly until the day I take my last breath.”