Running is a usual affair. The beauty about running is, I see life happening around me. And every morning I will see an elderly gentlemen picking up flowers fallen under the tree and neatly keep in a basket, meant for temple visits. His activity was making me curious. One fine morning I saw him again, and decided to quench my curiosity, “why does he pick up fallen flowers, while I see a whole other elderly crowd, plucking fresh flowers”. I asked him, Uncle, I always see you picking up these freshly fallen flowers from the ground. What do you do with them? I use it to worship deities and gods in my house, he replied calmly. Now this was new. Haven’t heard anything like this before. So, I asked him again, “Why will you put fallen flowers, when there are plenty on the plant itself?”. I am helping the flowers fulfil their purpose, to be with the God in their last days. They also have life, they also want to be with God like you and me in our last days, isn’t it, he asked me. I just nodded ...
This blog is about the care of our Aged population. They deserve proper care and attention. I wish to create an awareness about this neglected aspect through my blog.