A Doctor’s poem:-
(Young Doctor vs Old Doctor)
When I was young I was worried about my pimples; When I am old, I am worried about my wrinkles
When I was young I was waiting to hold her hand, when I am old I am waiting for someone to hold my hand
When I was young I was longing to be alone; when I am old, I am worried why I am alone
When I was young I hated when I was advised, when I am old there is no one around me to talk
When I was young I admired beautiful things around me, when I am old I see beauty in things around me
When I was young I felt I was eternal, when I am old I know it will be my turn
When I was young I celebrated the moments, when I am old I am cherishing my memories
When I was young I found it difficult to wake up, when I am old I am finding it difficult to catch up on my sleep
When I was young I wanted to be a heart-throb, when I am old I am worried when will my heart stop.
At extreme stages of our life, we worry but we don’t realize, life needs to be experienced.
it doesn’t matter whether we are young or old, life needs to be lived, lived with love