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What Older People are Saying?

You were our future

We made you last long

You are now present

And we are not the past

In the last leg of our journey

On your field, we are ageing gracefully

Give us what we humanely deserve

We took pride in raising you, my child!

Gave you all we could

Never looked and asked for a reason

Not even once!

Now the tree looking for reasons

Why the gardener and the seed on which it grew?

Mesmerizes the gardener,

And the seed decaying under

The seed and the gardener

Go deep in the past, reflecting

“We are proud of you, my tree!”

We have always been giving and you have been receiving

That has been our relationship since the making

It is for your better future that we are praying

Allow us to help you,

We never ever calculated the cost of raising you

The feelings we valued in praising you

We saw our rewards in all your gains

Your single smile healed all our pains

For the human rights that we fought

Now you are enjoying, what we taught

To stand by your side, we are vying

Give us some space,

You knew how to please us

When you were a child and had to buy a toy

How come you now need to “investigate”?

To know what we like, my boy!

Yes, we are the very same persons

Few years older than before,

Our likings and disliking

Are the same as yours.

As if aliens we have become

On bed we lie sick and unattended

See us as the same persons as before,

Our longevity is our earning

It is not your gift

The longevity we have earned

On to you it will be shifted

You will live longer, my child

Some pains may become mild

The pain you too will have to live

But I wish you have child beside

Company of own children

Make all pains more bearable

Ensure that for me and it will be the same to you

Raising you a child was not a challenge

Rather we felt blessed

We thanked God for the responsibility He entrusted us

We enjoyed, and in no way we felt stressed

For all the fairness,

How did we become your challenge?

Manage your parents, my children,

Now that I am old, I can be so bold

With no greed, no fear; let the truth be told

I gave my undivided attention and dedication of love to raise you all

You are raised high, do not let me fall.

True, I forget things but not the feel of love

I can’t stop loving you and wish I could be loved

My needs are few, almost none

Please love me once and forever till I am gone

Please be patient with me, for I haven’t long

For this life of you and mine, the pain I am paying

Give us what we deserve,

Krishna M. Gautam

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