Becoming a "senior Citizen " is an occasion to celebrate. Raise a toast to yourself - you have gone through the turmoils of life and survived. Here's to all of us !
Here I write about getting older and how to enjoy it; books that I have liked: thoughts about living and loving; films that have left an impact and many more things
I do not know who wrote this - someone just sent it in my email. But it is beautifully and simply written.
( If anyone knows the name of the author, please do let me know. Thanks) Too many women in too many countries speak the same language of silence. My grandmother was always silent, always aggrieved Only her husband had the cosmic right (or so it was said) to speak and be heard. They say it is different now. (After all, I am always vocal and my grandmother thinks I talk too much) But sometimes I wonder. When a woman shares her thoughts, as some women do, graciously, it is allowed. When a woman fights for power, as all women would like to, quietly or loudly, it is questioned. And yet, there must be freedom - if we are to speak And yes, there must be power - if we are to be heard. And when we have both (freedom and power) let us now be understood. We seek only to give words to those who cannot speak (too many women in too many countries) I seek to forget the sorrows of my grandmother's silence.
Last year I entered the 7th decade of my life and was very excited about it. Somehow it seemed such a great occasion. A friend of mine had SIX birthday parties – held by her friends and family. I was determined to really have a birthday in style – in Rome with some close friends. But as luck would have it, our program got cancelled a day earlier and I spent my birthday on a flight from Delhi to New York! So much for best laid plans.
But today as I come close to my 71st birthday, I wonder – am I any different?
Oh, the bones do ache, there is a reluctance to do work in any form and like most of my friends we make a beeline for the nearest chairs when we go somewhere. Physically, a lot has changed, not for the better, I can assure you!
But am I mentally any different?
I am a little more tolerant – my children and husband may not agree with me, but I have become more accepting of people. I do not keep trying to change them, I have learn…