Age is scary to some (all). It appears that every passing birthday, we feel burdened. How i remember The Solitary Reaper? The one with a bent back, the one who needs to toil. While the advertising industry and pretty much everyone is worried about turning 30, I am busy thinking what would happen when you turn 40. Actually, what would happen when your parents are moving towards 50? At 46 or 47, they already have children who have a life of their own, they have spent a long long time with their spouse and they are quite free now. There is no need to run after children and feed them and there are no school projects to make. There will be no ‘pados wali sharma aunty’ who will compare the marks of every child in the ‘mohalla’ and later start looking for a suitable match for your kids. Life is almost at a standstill. What next?
The plight of our parents is beyond our understanding. At least, i do not understand what they go through on those long summer afternoons. Some of them are busy working in their offices while others, especially our mothers, are enjoying their solitude at home. There are less people to cook for and even lesser to talk to. Our life is busy for sure and we don’t really know how to help them. Even a great Sunday brunch or a visit during Diwali will not be of help. They will be alone and we really do not have a hint or an idea of what to do. A little dream calls us to faraway lands and a little ache in the heart does not let us leave them behind. Every body talks about the pain for children that parents feel. No one, and I mean NO ONE, ever talked about the pain that children feel for their parents. Yes, we are the ones who will ask you for money and expect gifts and understanding every time. Yes, we feel lonelier than you are and find ourselves helpless.
What can be done?