This is the penultimate time. People our age are the protagonists in movies. In the books, characters my age are fighting their battles , finding their love , discovering themselves in novels. We are looking at our seniors with regard for their knowledge but at the same time there is an ineffable sense of satisfaction in having the edge of youth. We are the ones whom parties are about. From throwing party for the children to celebrating the anniversaries of the old , we are the ones who are doing the running . We are the ones who breathe life into a party. Children are too enthusiastic , the elderly are too less so. We are the ones who combine the excitement of childhood with sobriety of old age. And we are the ones whom this age, this world , this time is all about at the point. This is the time to venture. To do anything.
Because we are doomed to a slippery slope of decline. Come 3os our bodies are going to start to betray. We are going to be all about the next generation. The margin for errors,the time for making them is running short. We are going to be the nodding uncles and aunts in the background. Characters our age will be the supporting characters , the mothers who are never taken too seriously , the fathers who are always at fault for doing something wrong no matter what they do, a bullet will be many times more likely to hit us rather the beautiful girl or the guy on screen whose jaw is chiseled to perfection . Our point of view won't be taken up by a writer. We will drop down the candidate list for any necessary organ transplant, tumble down the list of a second chance at life, because of our age alone. Because even in all politeness , the world will assume we have lived our story.
So let's live that story ?
Not for the fleeting moments of spotlight that have been the fate of everyone from the man whose joints ache so much that he can't get a glass of water himself today to the withering, greying woman who once held the world in her palm.
Lets LIVE our story, fearlessly. So that when the cruel turn of time makes us the audience, we do not look at the stage wistfully.
Not for the fleeting moments of spotlight that have been the fate of everyone from the man whose joints ache so much that he can't get a glass of water himself today to the withering, greying woman who once held the world in her palm.
Lets LIVE our story, fearlessly. So that when the cruel turn of time makes us the audience, we do not look at the stage wistfully.
Oh Thank You!
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