I have become an old model
In my heart, I still feel young. Immersed deep into daily technicalities of life, I felt like time hasn’t move forward. Those pains, joys and doubts just seemed like beats of heart. Those tears I shed as kids are still fresh in my mind. I still feel I am just starting my career. But the biological clock says I have used half of my time on the earth and probably I have other half only if nothing untoward happens. But I like to pretend to be young. Every morning I shave so that moustache, the symbol of maturity, is removed. Often I removed those white hair so that I look younger. If given the chance, I would love to be a kid once gain and start life fresh with all experiences and insights I gained in life as lesson. While my heart is still young, biological clock is ticking which makes me realize how old I am. Few years ago, I had toothache and I ignored it. Few months ago, I couldn’t ignore anymore despite my longing to pretend to be a young man. It has to be extracted. Few years ag