Old people repeat things, sometimes the incidents that have been narrated a while ago, are narrated again. Some people find it very irritating," Why are you repeating the same thing grandpa" or " You have told this before baba", these are the comments our generation often has for the beautiful stories shared by our grandparents. What if they are repeated...even if repetition happens, it's narrated with so much love and with the spark of happiness of the old days that it sounds new if heard carefully.
We are moving so
fast in life that we don't have time for repetitions, we don't even have time
for the day we are spending, it's like sitting
in a train with things just passing by...I'm sure, and I regret that
let alone repetition we won't even have stories for our grandchildren, as we
have forgotten to enjoy life, to relish great mornings...we're just spending
life to fulfill our needs.
Have we ever enjoyed the sparkling drops of
the morning sun...our grandparents have, they can tell us all the stories about
early mornings, and the fresh aroma of breakfast...our breakfast is in such a hurry
that it forgets to leave its aroma.
Have we ever stopped and enjoyed moonlit
nights, maybe sometimes when we have drowsy days or a bad morning, then too our
mind is bursting with thoughts that sure know how to bring us down.
Have we ever watched and enjoyed the little sparrow wandering around the small worm and chirping in our courtyard or the small anil crisscrossing the wood stacked in front of the small garden?
Try sitting with your grandparents and
listening to their stories, or just giving them company with an addition of a
few sparks of laughter, One would learn how to enjoy life and take it as it
comes and our company in turn would give their life a whole new meaning.
Life is all about living and Loving, don't
just spend it .... relish each moment that you come across and fight those that
let you down. Treasure the people who love you and pray for your happiness,
they are your greatest treasure, as love and happiness don't come cheap in
this world of costly traumas
(The above piece was read and modified from somewhere, but relevant for our times)
In any case we cannot compare with elders V's with New gen: Days are flying like rockets. PS Nair.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful writeup! The smallest things warm the heart. We must learn to appreciate the short moments of joy like a baby’s innocent smile, the brightness of a roadside flower and a cool breeze!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant and thoughtful comment which inspire me. Thanks a lot.
ReplyDeleteNostalgic !! -- Murali, Kodungallore.
ReplyDeleteWe are now living in the past and youngsters don’t have time to hear old stories. Rerun all good moments and enjoy not bothering about future. PKR
ReplyDeleteNice and deep thoughts. - Udayan Mukherjee
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