My infinite salutations at your divine lotus feet Swamiji πŸŒΊπŸ’

My late 70’s(This post was written a couple of years back…)

When I take my little son for play in the evenings, I see so many elders aged between 65 to 75 sitting
Β on benches and enjoying the evening breeze….feels as though they wait eagerly for this moment
Β every day..
Β But one thing i noticed, grandpas and grandma don’t sit together…
Β there will be grandpas gang and a separate grandmas gang….gender bifurcation at this age tooπŸ€”

As my son ran to play with other kids, i settled in one corner..as usual my jobless mind started to think,Β 
Β whether i will be able to meet my friends in my late 70’s?? was the doubt..
Β And of course i am still not ‘late’ by then πŸ˜‡πŸ˜‡

Fast forwarding my days…Β 

One morning when i am 76…
Β My resolution of getting up early and doing some yoga is still on…

Β So let’s be optimistic and say i am in some good health
Β Been meeting old age friends from the apartment every evening and having some happy times..

This morning memories of friends from school, college and working days are coming to mind…
Β [Hope this is not indication of something like last day at work…but just a normal day!! ]Β But felt thankful forΒ social websites for helping us to keep in touch with friends from different walks of life…
Β otherwise this much social life would be next to impossible…

i thought, been a long time i haven’t opened the facebook, forgotten the faces of many…
Β Then realised after my 50’s i had stopped uploading my photos…as any amount of makeup failed to hide my wrinklesπŸ˜”

Β And even I uploaded any photo, people total ignore my existence in the image and only praised the backdrop, as they didn’t want to hurt my feelings πŸ€”

Β After couple of experiments, i thought time to stop sharing my photos and started sharing my kid’s graduation photos

Cut to present (of my future)
I told my son, I want a new mobile,
Β Son: Why mom what happened to your mobile that I bought you recently?
Β Me: I am trying to take selfie, but the photos are not clear, looks very blur
Β Son: Mom it is not because of the mobile, it is because ur hands are shaking while taking selfie!!,but why u want to take a selfie now?

Β Ignoring husband’s smile behind the newspaper i continued…
Β Me: Oh! i want to upload it on a social n/wΒ 
Β Son: Mom there are no such social networks now, things are different…
Β Me: ok then let me invite couple of my friends home…and we can have some snacks also and chitchat for a while..
Β Son: Mom, not everyone will be able to come because of their situations…about snacksΒ with BP and Sugar you many not have much options
Β [Felt like spanking him, but had to agreeΒ  didn’t expect him to be so frank!! ]

Me: How about a video conference?
Β Son: Don’t worry mom, there is something called zeeDimension conferencing, ur zeeD image will be projected wherever u want and u can control it by sitting here…zeeD image of ur friends
Β will also be projected similarly, u will feel as if u r interacting directly with them!!! And even you can touch and feel them!!

Felt like scenes from Sci Fi movies, imagining all old ladies’s virtual bodies !!
Β Me: Will it be something like out of body experience?
Β Son: MOMM!!

Me: Will this zeeD be exact replica of me or can i make some modifications, like wrinkle free skin, naturalΒ looking denture etc?
Β Son: Mom! u want to meet ur friends or want to keep a fashion show?
Β [Another imaginary spanking, no doubt men are from Mars!! ]

This time i could even hear my husband giggling from behind the newspaper!!Β 

Me: OK OK, arrange for one, i will give u list of my friends,Β 
Β now come and have breakfast..
Β Son: Mom, I don’t stay with u guys, this is zeeD conference which i am having with u right now!

What!!?
Β I am all confused, whether i am only speaking or my zeeD,Β 
Β and getting doubtΒ 
Β in spite of my naggings my husband keeps a smiling face all the time…is it him or his zeeD? πŸ€”πŸ€”

Me: What a son u r, at this old age u r keeping us away but not with ur family..
Β Son: Mom, it was you who wanted to stay separate, not me..
Β [Yeah make sense, else u would be getting so many imaginary spankings!!]

But overall not a bad picture, my son answers to my annoying questions without getting angry,
Β husband still thinks, it is safe to smile/laugh behind the newspaper, and i am getting to meet
Β my friends using the latest technology …what else u can ask for in life?

Β Back to park, to the present…
Β Heard my son’s sweet little voice…
Β he is running to me, with soiled cloths and a happy face…
Β As usual smiling at all the familiar faces we walked towards home, not zeeD but real me and my son!!