Funny Old Folk

A subtle story of a morning, it was just another day; taking a walk at the park, committing myself to a regular routine, and promising that life will be better. It is not much to ask but lately life had been taking a toll on me and I am pretty confused about how to deal with it, I lost my job one month back and then I have been in pursuit of finding another job which never seems to be found.

My isolation from the rest of the world due to financial constraints and all the sense of blaming that I carry on my shoulder makes me subdued to procrastination and binge-watching and eating. The only good thing which I took out of this one-month self-betrayal, I have come to terms with acknowledging my flaws and refocussing my energy on my strength.

Coming back to the walk, it was different today because I saw a group of old folks, sitting on the bench after their walk and laughing by complaining about their body, the youth, and the never-ending drama of politics while enjoying a cup of tea — bought in the thermos. It was a normal scene, but it made me realize that in life it is easy to stress small issues but the bigger picture requires strength to endure small things and patience to tolerate failure and shame while an open heart to make others smile.

These folks might be in their 70s and probably with quite of body problems but that all didn't reflect on their morning laughs and talks — it lead me to connect that my problems or you can say the midlife crisis will be a story to laugh with my friends in my 70’s if I am fortunate to live that long.

As of now — I have no job, struggling to get a proper relationship, and am dwelling in financial crisis, well what can I say; I try, I fail but I learn to be funny old folk.