A blog by Dr. Anuj Kumar
I noted the first strand of greying, a while ago. Welcome the evening! I think I was in my late forties. I distinctly remember that I was grossly upset and palpably depressed. Me! greying? was not my cup of tea. Brimming with youthful energy, virile galore and a self proclaimed Adonis persona. Signs of ageing …
Sitting on a bench by the side of a company garden, I watched two small children on a swing. One goes up, the other goes down, and vice versa. On the colourful and jovial side of my greying sixties, my eyes were glued to the swing but my mind was working in endless raptures. …