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How to stay young

This is a nice article on aging that I happen to see in one of the blogs. Its jus too good...

George Carlin
"Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids? If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.
"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half You're four and a half, going on five!That's the key.
You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead."How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16! And then the greatest day of your life . .. . you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!
But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk! . He TURNED; we had to throw him out There's no fun now, you're Just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40.
Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 and your dreams are gone.
But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would!So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.
You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70!
After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday!You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime.And it doesn't end there.
Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92."
Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"
May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

Comments

Unknown said…
Yes. This posting strikes a chord. Sometimes when I think that in around 3 years I will be 40 (some say I already look 45), it takes some time get over the 'hangover' of the thought itself. Already my daughter thinks I will die soon, because i have a lot of grey hair. I had to reassure her that it is not the case. I had to got into detailed explanations about (pollution) etc. I also showed her a young woman who had grey hair.
I know I am 'pushing 40' when I am in a dilemma on whether to dye my hair or not.
Morquendi said…
Last week on the radio they played a song that I'd grown up to, covered by a new band. I felt sooo old.

And to think that when I was listening to that song first all I wanted to be was old.

And Dinakaran, you got a good deal. At least you have hair :) I'm already losing mine. And I shall soon be bald like the rest of the old men in the family.

And when I'm 30 I will gracefully shave off whatever remains and deal with the fact that it will never grow back again. And I'll learn to take pride in my shiny scalp :)
Tulaja said…
My daughter has a very optimistic outlook - she believes that all humans live for 100 years. One day, she asked her grandfather how old he was. Grandpa didn't like it, of course. Though 70 years old, he said - "Sixty". After some tough arithmetic and half-an-hour, my daughter replied - "Too bad, Grandpa. You have just 40 years to live while I have about 94. You are going to be dead earlier than me!".
Now, that isn't bad. Or, is it?

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