your tears will prevent you from seeing the stars
- Rabindranath Tagore.
..I used to dread getting old..
..on a clear day, you can see forever..
..highest point, East West Highway..
.. I clutched at those little things that I thought would helped me retard it..not being one of means or power, I could not buy that red, open-top sportscar with horse-power enough to move a goods train..and flashed it at those delectable syt's and starlets...
..I could not do an expensive nip and tuck operation, either...
so I did the next best thing..I dyed my hair..having a wife in the hair business helps..but hair has a nasty habit of growing..pushing up the dyed parts.. with the silver and gold appearing at the stems..after a while it gets bothersome..so I stopped dyeing them..
'I can shave you bald,' teased the wife..sheesh...
.. or I could try marrying a girl one third my age..hey, its cheaper than that sports car.. it could keep me young..wrong again, I guess..it will only makes you older..you will be panting just to keep pace..and the wrinkles will appear faster..not to mention a few teeth dropped along the way..no, unlike Tommy's uncle, I could not Raise the Red Lantern..no matter how good the movie..
..but unlike hair, teeth does not grow..and even those planted root and canal teeth dropped..ordinary dentures broke..and so I told my wife that I had had enough of those dental appointments..just prepare me soft, chewable meals..soups and stuff that does not need too much munching..and I will get by..
..I quit smoking..for they say that smoking made parchments of your skins..and my scent of smell improves greatly after that..ahh..that fresh, sweet breath of a granddaughter's kiss..'salam, papatok..'
..than Chuan, the goldsmith told me that, in all probability, I had andropause..I had all the symptoms, he said..hot flushes..irritability..mood swings..always grumpy..which, of course, was not in anyway helpful..I was at an all time low...at the pits..
..but friends and a prayer saved me.. from plunging into a bottomless abyss..the friends were fellow bloggers and Chuan, the goldsmith, together they poked and nudged me on...the prayer was at 3 o'clock in the morning, where I lay myself bare before Him..
..Lord, there is none Greater than Thou..You gave me longevity that I may reflect...and momentary youth that I may see the sun..
..let me now see the stars...