Age came riding on a horse and knocked on the door. I looked at it and smiled. It smiled back at me because we both anticipated our meeting. I heartily welcomed it and offered it refreshments, for greeting is my very nature.

Age looked at me with questions in its eyes. I again smiled back without answering or asking. It could not resist itself and questioned:

“What is the matter with you? Look around , this is not how you are supposed to be?”

Well, I looked around and saw everything as same as before and then replied,”tell me, how am I supposed to be, then? I am stuck at one place and it is not me but rather time that is moving. May be you should ask Time. See ,its standing there at one corner smiling at me all the time, or smirking , well, I can not say.”

“Time moves for everyone”,replied Age.

“Yes, It does but why does it smirk at me and why do I feel I am untouched by its movement? Can you repair the fault that I feel otherwise. It seems you ( Age) & Time are long time friends. Aren’t friends supposed to know each other well?”

Age looked at me with open eyes and said, “You ask too many questions .”

I reply with a smile on my face as usual.” Well , if you have no solution, then there is no need to gossip. I have made eternal bond with youth in my heart and we are inseparable now. You can keep counting numbers along with Time because that’s what you do and probably numbers is what you just understand. But there is more to numbers. The Spirit, the vibe & the hope that youth gives me is crucial for me to survive. Do you have any remedy to my problem? If no, then the door is open for you.”

Age & Time both looked at me & gave me a smirk before leaving.

I stand back at my place holding on to the youth in my heart, for living is what I need to do, for sometimes becoming deaf is what you need to do, for you realise that your path is different than rest of all.

Love,

Chinmayee