Retired Men's Life, Living in a Pavilion

">with high profile anger. However you don't need
I have heard a proverb. Think before you speakbe extra talented for knowing your age. When
and consult an old man before you write. Sothe hair start thinning, teeth start falling, and the
before I started writing this article I had tried toladies start trusting you, then you have past fifty:
consult men and women above fifty. I can findtake it granted.
many men. I am yet to hear from a lady aboveI always keep phone diary. Pink colour. In our
fifty.ancient immobile days (when there was no mobile
Well. If our life is a curve, first rising and thenphones), I sometimes forgot my money wallet,
falling, then we, the men and women in fifties, arebut never the tele-diary. You cannot call a friend
on the wrong side of it-the slope side. And mindwith currency notes in your pocket. But you can
well, every slope is dangerous. Before two days Imanage borrowing, in case of need, if you have
met one of my friends in garden, flinging hisyour friends' numbers in hand. So still I keep a
newly purchased stick. I asked him, ''How do yousmall diary, 1981 model. But its contents have
really feel? I mean you're 57. Tell me honestly.''drastically changed now. Before ten years there
''Honestly, I feel like a newborn baby. I've got nowere names starting with Mr. or Mrs. and even
hair, I have no teeth, and I just start cryingMiss. (It was the time, my dear.) Now most of
without reason.'' That must be the trademark ofthe diarised numbers are well qualified, but ending
this group of gentlemen and gentle women, notwith MD and MBBS.
the crying in fact but speaking about everything