Age -- not a factor!!!

I am not a sweet sixteen nor am I in my seventies. I am in my fifties. But surely I was a chatty, catty, naughty teenager once, with no dream or goal to move ahead. I had many hobbies. I liked to draw. I loved to sing. I read like a bookaholic. Singing and playing any instrument were what I found most interesting. Later in my 30s, I joined a school and earned a lot of name and fame as a teacher and a writer. I found a new calling to start as a writer. It was hard to find a topic at first, like what to write or how to write. I worked on myself and started reading more and more to attain proficiency in the art of writing. I used to correct articles written by my students and later by my colleagues; I started venturing into academic topics. There I was in the school, assisting my principal to work on some topics to convince the parents about the all-round development of the personality of a child, experimenting with new methods of teaching, struggling to better my style of writing, and giving my weird imagination enough ropes to write stories or poems, which naturally were not of top grade. Sometimes, I failed to write continuously, but I never gave up. A feeling of guilt lurked inside me, and I would always lift up my pen and start writing on any topic that came to my mind. What I learned was that I must not lose my continuity. Learning should be continuous. I realized that continuously honing my skills made me more confident, and without confidence, everything you do is meaningless. Then there was the question of admiration and recognition. If you are not inspired by your family or friends, you can lose all charm for your passion. If you are a success, it may be the other way round. You become heady. Success keeps you busy and too self-engrossed. The ten years of my career passed like a breeze, and I had no time to stand and stare. But they endowed me with a sense of ripeness which I lacked in my earlier days. Many of my friends talk about aging. They tell me that they dread this thing called aging. They do not have the stamina or energy to keep themselves invigorated. I try to make them understand that aging is nothing but a state of mind. If you think you have crossed your sixties and can do nothing in your life, you are nobody. The decades which have added grace to your life have filled you with better insights and fresher impetus to move ahead. Age cannot make you stagnant. It cannot steal the fervor from your life. The fire of passion must be there to keep your desires burning. And when you have that constant urge to take care of your passion, the world is yours.