Monday, December 06, 2010
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Was reading a mail from mum. The old fashioned snail mail style. With her characteristic loopy Bengali script. What struck me was the mention of age and growing old. Perhaps the mention of my age (and thus indirectly implying her age) wasn't a good thing after all :)
The things you learn about your parents are amazing. What is more fascinating is that with age the ability to look at all sorts of decisions in the sharp binary mode goes away. Life is so complex and yet at the heart of it the moral story that can help guide one along becomes simpler. Stripped of all need to appear differently to different folks, the ability to see and perceive issues become very interesting.
Labels: Age, Decisions, Life, Musings, Parents