# Old Age Is Not a Curse #

The Art of Living Life on Your Own Terms.

Hello, dear friends!

I hope this blog finds you in good health and cheerful spirits.

It was a cold winter morning. When I woke up, the weather seemed rather unfriendly. A chilly breeze was blowing, and the sun was struggling to make its presence felt. Nevertheless, I had made up my mind to go for my morning walk.

I put on enough warm clothes, slipped my hands into my jacket pockets and headed towards the park.

The morning was peaceful. A little sunshine, a gentle breeze and the soothing voice of Hanuman Chalisa playing through my headphones made the walk even more enjoyable.

Suddenly, my mobile phone rang, interrupting the devotional music.

I took it out of my pocket. It was a call from my old friend, Mr Ramesh Mishra.

As soon as I answered, a familiar voice greeted me.

“Happy New Year, Verma Ji! How are you?”

“Same to you, Mishra Ji! It’s been ages since we last spoke. Where are you these days? And how is your health?” I asked enthusiastically.

There was a brief silence before he replied.

“I am in Delhi, staying with my son.”

Something about his voice felt unusual. Mr Mishra had always been a cheerful, energetic person. But today, his voice lacked its familiar enthusiasm. It sounded heavy with sadness.

We had retired from our banking careers around the same time, just three years earlier. I had moved from Patna to Kolkata, while Mishra Ji had shifted to Delhi to live with his son and family.

Sensing something was wrong, I asked gently,

“Mishra Ji, your voice doesn’t sound like the cheerful voice I have always known. Is everything all right?”

“You are right, Verma Ji. My health hasn’t been good lately. My blood pressure remains high, and my blood sugar keeps fluctuating.”

I was surprised.

“But you have always been so conscious about your health. How did things get this difficult?”

He took a deep breath and began sharing his story.

“What should I tell you, Verma Ji? I had so many dreams about retirement. I thought I would finally enjoy a relaxed life, free from office pressure and professional responsibilities.

I wanted to travel, rediscover my old hobbies, meet friends and enjoy the freedom that I had missed during my working years.

But life has taken a completely different turn.”

He continued in a voice filled with disappointment.

“My son and daughter-in-law are both working. They have a small child, barely a year old, who needs constant attention. Naturally, I have to help look after my grandson.

My wife also has severe knee pain, yet she gets up early every morning to prepare breakfast and lunchboxes for everyone.

I have also been assigned my share of household responsibilities.

I don’t mind helping my family. After all, they are my own children and grandchildren. But somewhere along the way, my own dreams and aspirations have disappeared.

This is a new city for me. I have no relatives or old friends here. I hardly know anyone outside the family.

Sometimes, I feel terribly lonely. There is no one with whom I can sit, laugh, share old memories or simply talk about life.

The constant worries have started affecting my health. My sleep is disturbed, my blood pressure is rising, and I often feel anxious.

I had imagined retirement as a beautiful holiday, but now every day feels like a responsibility.”

His voice broke.

For a few moments, I could hear nothing but his sobbing over the phone.

I felt deeply saddened. Here was a man who had spent more than three decades working hard, fulfilling family responsibilities and making sacrifices for his loved ones. Yet, in the autumn of his life, he was struggling to find a little time for himself.

I tried to lighten the atmosphere.

“What happened, Mishra Ji? Why are you crying like a child? Today is the first day of the New Year. If we begin the year with a smile, perhaps we can carry that happiness throughout the year!

Do you remember how I used to order rasgullas at the bank every New Year’s Day and distribute them among our colleagues? My little belief was that sweet beginnings would help us maintain sweet relationships throughout the year!”

He laughed faintly.

“How can I forget those days, Verma Ji? We used to laugh, celebrate and enjoy every little occasion. I miss those beautiful moments terribly.

These days, even a single day seems difficult to pass.”

I understood his feelings, but I also knew that he needed encouragement rather than sympathy.

“Mishra Ji, you have spent your entire life taking care of others. Now it is time to take care of yourself as well.

Remember one thing: your family is important, but your happiness and health are equally important.

You cannot pour happiness into other people’s lives if your own heart is constantly exhausted.

Start making small changes. Go for morning walks, practise yoga, reconnect with old friends, read books, listen to music or pursue any hobby that gives you happiness.

You don’t have to seek permission to enjoy the simple pleasures of life.

And please remember, helping your children is a responsibility of love, not a reason to abandon your own identity.

Learn to maintain a healthy balance between family responsibilities and personal happiness.”

I further reminded him,

“What is the point of spending your entire retirement worrying about everyone else while neglecting your own health?

If you become bedridden because of poor health, neither you nor your family will be happy.

Your children have their own professional and family responsibilities. They may love you deeply, but they cannot always be available to fulfil every need.

Therefore, remaining physically independent and mentally cheerful is one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself and your family.

Don’t wait for someone else to make you happy. Take responsibility for your own happiness.

And please, consult your doctor about your blood pressure and blood sugar. Don’t neglect these warning signs.”

He listened quietly.

After a brief pause, he said,

“You are absolutely right, Verma Ji. I think I have forgotten how to live for myself. I kept adjusting to everyone’s needs and gradually stopped listening to my own heart.

I must change my routine. I will start with a morning walk from today itself.”

His voice sounded a little brighter now.

“Thank you, my friend. I needed someone to remind me of these things. Happy New Year once again!”

“Happy New Year, Mishra Ji! Stay healthy, stay cheerful and start enjoying life again.”

We ended the call, but his words continued to echo in my mind.

Dear friends, this conversation made me reflect on an important aspect of life.

For decades, we work hard to build careers, raise children, fulfil family responsibilities and secure our future. We postpone our dreams, sacrifice our hobbies and often ignore our personal happiness.

We keep telling ourselves, “I will do it after retirement.”

But when retirement finally arrives, many of us struggle to adjust to this new phase of life.

Some feel lonely. Some become overly dependent on their children. Others lose their sense of purpose because their professional identity has disappeared.

However, retirement should not mean the end of our ambitions, interests or individuality.

It is an opportunity to rediscover ourselves.

We can travel, read, write, paint, learn new skills, practise yoga, make new friends, play games or simply enjoy a peaceful morning with a cup of tea.

Even small activities can bring tremendous joy and meaning to our lives.

Of course, ageing brings physical limitations, and we cannot control every health problem. But we can certainly make conscious efforts to maintain our physical fitness, emotional well-being and independence.

Most importantly, we must learn to say no when necessary, establish healthy boundaries and stop feeling guilty about spending time on ourselves.

Our children need our blessings and love, but they also need to see us living happily and independently.

Remember, growing old is inevitable, but growing unhappy is not.

I firmly believe that old age is not a curse. It becomes a burden when we surrender our happiness, neglect our health and stop finding meaning in everyday life.

Let us not spend our golden years merely waiting for the next day to pass.

Let us walk, laugh, learn, create, travel, pray and enjoy the little blessings that life continues to offer.

We may not be able to add more years to our lives, but we can certainly add more life to our years.

After all, retirement from a job should never mean retirement from life!

My Mantra for Happy Ageing:

Be Happy. Be Active. Be Focused. Be Alive.

Dear friends, what are your thoughts on this subject? Do you think senior citizens should learn to balance family responsibilities with their personal happiness?

I would love to hear your experiences and opinions in the comments section.

Until we meet again, take care of yourself and keep smiling!

BE HAPPY… BE ACTIVE… BE FOCUSED… BE ALIVE

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  1. Dear Verma Ji,

    What a beautiful and thought-provoking piece! Your conversation with Mishra Ji touched my heart. The way you gently reminded him that family responsibilities and personal happiness must go hand in hand was truly inspiring. Your advice—especially that “retirement from a job should never mean retirement from life”—is a mantra all of us should remember.

    I loved the warmth in your words, the memory of distributing rasgullas at the bank, and the practical yet compassionate way you encouraged your friend to start walking, reconnect with hobbies, and take charge of his health and happiness. It is a reminder that caring for ourselves is not selfish—it is necessary.

    Thank you for sharing this. Please keep writing and keep spreading such positive thoughts. Wishing you good health, joy, and many peaceful morning walks!

    Stay happy, active, focused, and alive! 🙏😊

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