Spring

It's Springtime, the typical short spring of a tropical country. Season changes make me think about the ageing process. I'm 37 now and growing older by the day.
Do you know where our problem lies? We always search for something, even in ourselves, which is not there. Instead of enjoying our 'now' we crave for a different time-frame, a different 'us'. When I was in school, I awaited youth eagerly. When I attained majority, I was unsure of myself, looking forward to the day I'd earn my own living.
Now at the doorstep of the fourth decade of my life, I'm already feeling nostalgic in many respects! But this cannot go on for ever. I'll definitely try to age gracefully, taking whatever comes in my stride and being proud of the typical attainments of my own age. Let me see whether I succeed.