At the Door Step of…… Old Age

(written on 23rd April 1993 while still commanding the Battalion which was located in the Kinnaur hills of Himachal Pradesh.)

At the Doorstep of ——

Old Age,
People fear, but I welcome!
It gives me maturity and time.
So difficult in younger days to find.

I was rash, I was brash.
When people called me “live wire”,
I enjoyed.

I further did things which got people
call me with more such names.
I thought I was in life’s fast lane.
Driving was passion which,
days couldn’t lessen

But I don’t regret my young days,
Though stupid it may seem now.
But those were the days which gave me
experience, the feeling of being with the world.

I draw sustenance from it and
from it comes my advice
Old age would not have been such enjoyable
if my younger days were not so great.

Now As I prepare to step in to the old age
I find time to enjoy my life, my work
my family, my people, my country.

I now stop at every event,
I observe and enjoy its abstract being.

By Shiv Om Rana

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About Shiv Rana

A veteran of the Indian Army.
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3 Responses to At the Door Step of…… Old Age

  1. Miss Lou says:

    Beautifully written – a very relatable tale of the ones journey through life.
    Our younger years spent maturing and developing our emotional and psychological intelligence, and the with that we become wise and learn to think more and consider our actions before we ‘act’.

    Thanks for sharing.

    Miss Lou (ML)

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