Nothing inspires me more than writing. To be able to carve out thoughts into words is, at times, a frightening experience, but satisfying too as words flow down from the core of the heart to the pen and then arrange themselves to form meaningful expressions on paper in a bid to create an unprecedented impact.
At times, words and feelings need a vent and what better channel can be than one’s own pen. My writing reflects the turmoil within as words come together to lend an everlasting peace.
Tuesday, 25 December 2012
Nurturing the grey population
Life is more often about being taken care of in
childhood and taking care of others in the later years of our lives. But what
about the grey population whom we see but ignore and who need as much care and
help as our young generation? People behave like children at two stages of their
lives, one during childhood and the other in the last days of their lives when
they need someone to listen to them, to cry and laugh with them, and give them
the compassion and love which they yearn for. During our childhood, the lessons
are mostly of nurturing, love, and compassion but we choose to apply what we
have learnt only towards our future generations. We fail to understand the
needs of those who had spent their lives taking care of us. No one wants to live with, and take care of an
old person who is ill and generally difficult deal with due to physical and
emotional problems, that often require more care than they can provide. The
journey of our lives begins with being taking cared of but we tend to forget
the moral responsibility we have towards our parents. They need as much care,
may be more care than our children and when we forget that, we forget one basic
human need – the need to be loved. I see my friends feeling agitated while
talking to their parents but have failed to understand the reason behind it.
God, I see you every day of my life in my parents’ eyes and in the grey
population around myself for they have been sent by you to us to make us
understand that one day we will also have to go through the same phase of our
lives.
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