Again and again, there are people who would start screaming at our ears when their birthday is around the corner, not to say dislike the time where they are surrounded by many, having to celebrate the very special day of theirs in life, but the moment to accept the fact that they are now older by a year. Friends who complaining saying they find it rather cruel to imagine the ten years to come, where they have to face more challenges and problems, where the others are probably getting ready to marry, where they themselves are to get older; in short, they are yet to overcome the fear of not able to get hold of the time. Why is there such phenomenon, where one is afraid of getting old, where one wishes to stay behind, back to the good old days he once had? If it is to say that one wants to make a full use of the life he’s currently living in, how useful can he when he is focusing on the issue of getting old rather than what is happening around him? If it is to say that the past would be a better life, with more laughter, how good can it be when there is no future and how much longer the smiles on our faces would last when we are stuck in time? If it is to say that the people out there are more unpredictable, the problems would be harder to handle, what shows that those who are still schooling are predictable and the challenges are somehow easier? Our age grows and so are our mind and thoughts, it may be something difficult to be handled today but tomorrow, it might be a piece of cake. We do not judge a person’s current ability when we are to choose a fighter for day after, but to prepare him to be prepared. Are we to count the days to our last or to ignore the time which slips through our fingers and enjoy the feast we now have?
