JournalismPakistan.com December 20, 2019
You know that time has done the dirty on you when you sound like your parents and their parents as you go about switching off lights and other sundry appliances and talking about money growing on trees and why is there no one who sees the wastefulness around that you see. Have you seen the bills, does anyone know how to spell frugality?
And you spend a whole hour lamenting your wife is paying an extra Rs20 for some item and you cannot stop yourself from sounding dreary and predictable but that is what age does to you. A little voice tells you to stop boring everyone but you cannot. You have so much to offer by way of wisdom through experience but no one stops long enough to listen to your advice and you find yourself analyzing every dish on the table for salt and texture and is this grumpy old sod you. There is far too much spice in the chicken, who’s coming to dinner, and why can’t they stay home.
Your adult kids take you to parties like hand baggage, and people call you uncle and pay a 10-second obeisance and then you are ignored the rest of the evening.
You cannot get enough of the good old days, and you are totally mystified that the young have no interest in your riveting stories about those wonderful years when cinema tickets were Rs2.50 for balcony and Rs10 was the dinner bill for two. You are still beaten into a cerebral pulp by the new hi-tech gadgetry and have never bought anything online because when you reach this age, you know full well everyone is conspiring to cheat you.
Going to the loo in the morning has about it the sanctity of a pilgrimage, and the day’s shine depends on it. You feel your swash has buckled and your get up and go has kind of got up and gone but if you ever let your hair (what remains of it) down everyone calls you a character and mildly eccentric and why can’t older folks have fun. How can they when they’re cutting out all the good, tasty stuff except roughage and fiber and thus prolonging the life they are missing. No chocolate, dad, you know what it does to you.
And the most annoying part is everyone else knows what is best for you and you want to rant and rave but only if there is a chair to sit in; then you don’t want to get up every time a lady comes in. You wonder where the time went; there was so much of it just yesterday.
(The writer is a Senior Editorial Advisor of Khaleej Times and the paper’s former Editor. He has also been the Editor of Gulf News, Gulf Today, Emirates Today and Bahrain Tribune)
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