Happy ‘International Day of Old Persons’

Happy international day of old persons

The International Day of Older Persons is observed on October 1 each year, since 1991

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I am not sure at what age person can be described as a  Old Person ! Every  country has its own criteria I hope.Who decides ?

How does it feel like to be old ?

I always felt I’m not old rather  becoming younger as I am aging.

Can I decide and declare to my family that that I can never be old ? and nobody dare call me old ! Or

Can I decide and declare that I am old ?

Is definition of old age is by the number of years or by appearance ?

Young people may appear old and old people may appear young by looks.Some confusion being added up.

Also the funny part is how each age group think of the number when asked about the definition of old age in years,

  • Those below 20 say old age starts at 60
  • Those around 50  say old age starts at 70-80
  • Those around 70  say old age starts at 90 +

Simply calling a person ‘old idiot’ ……are we succumbing to ‘racism ?

Who is right and who is wrong ?

Younger generation feel,they are looked down by the older generation and if you ask older generation,they say it’s just the opposite.

Why majority of the people are secretive about their age ? Does it look bad in the society if you reveal your age ?

Nothing makes you look older than attempting to look young ‘Karl Lagerfeld’  The telegraph May 2014

If you ask me,my answer is….Aging is a natural process and it’s a mixture of some gains and also some losses.Let’s age gracefully and accept the fact and no need to compete with the so called younger generation,who in turn become older generation over the time.

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter. Mark Twain

“Happy International day to  All the so called old persons in the World”

Any thoughts ? Suggestions ? Please share your views.Thank you








  9 comments for “Happy ‘International Day of Old Persons’

  1. October 1, 2018 at 2:34 pm

    I like how I understand more as I grow older. That’s why I wouldn’t trade my current age for 18 again.

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  2. October 1, 2018 at 2:40 pm

    An Old Lady’s Poem

    What do you see, nurses, what do you see?
    What are you thinking when you’re looking at me?
    A crabby old woman, not very wise,
    Uncertain of habit, with faraway eyes?
    Who dribbles her food and makes no reply
    When you say in a loud voice, “I do wish you’d try!”
    Who seems not to notice the things that you do,
    And forever is losing a stocking or shoe…..
    Who, resisting or not, lets you do as you will,
    With bathing and feeding, the long day to fill….
    Is that what you’re thinking? Is that what you see?
    Then open your eyes, nurse; you’re not looking at me.

    I’ll tell you who I am as I sit here so still,
    As I do at your bidding, as I eat at your will.
    I’m a small child of ten …with a father and mother,
    Brothers and sisters, who love one another.
    A young girl of sixteen, with wings on her feet,
    Dreaming that soon now a lover she’ll meet.
    A bride soon at twenty — my heart gives a leap,
    Remembering the vows that I promised to keep.
    At twenty-five now, I have young of my own,
    Who need me to guide and a secure happy home.
    A woman of thirty, my young now grown fast,
    Bound to each other with ties that should last.
    At forty, my young sons have grown and are gone,
    But my man’s beside me to see I don’t mourn.
    At fifty once more, babies play round my knee,
    Again we know children, my loved one and me.
    Dark days are upon me, my husband is dead;
    I look at the future, I shudder with dread.
    For my young are all rearing young of their own,
    And I think of the years and the love that I’ve known.

    I’m now an old woman …and nature is cruel;
    ‘Tis jest to make old age look like a fool.
    The body, it crumbles, grace and vigor depart,
    There is now a stone where I once had a heart.
    But inside this old carcass a young girl still dwells,
    And now and again my battered heart swells.
    I remember the joys, I remember the pain,
    And I’m loving and living life over again.
    I think of the years ….all too few, gone too fast,
    And accept the stark fact that nothing can last.

    So open your eyes, nurses, open and see,
    …Not a crabby old woman; look closer …see ME!!

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  3. October 1, 2018 at 3:18 pm

    It completely depends upon your thoughts that makes the difference…you need not to be always act like your age wise your enthusiasm for life always calculate your age..

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  4. October 1, 2018 at 8:01 pm

    Just turned 50 yesterday ain’t old yet 💃💃💃
    Seriously it comes from within i guess that feeling of being old. Thanks

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  5. October 4, 2018 at 7:47 pm

    Congratulations .You are 50 yrs younger now ! God bless you .

    Liked by 1 person

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