61 years have goneby in my life.Life is becoming big drag, as there is nothing to do in particular, as there is no compulsion. No commitments to fullfil, no obligation to do anything, or to go anywhere. Just cooking to live,and looking after the plants as pastime.
When one is in sweet 16, the whole world is colourful, there is full of hope & josh to live, achieve something, which brings the joy of living. But at 61 is just the opposite. Is there any need to live?
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