Friday, August 30, 2013

Can u believe this???????

Mukesh Shah
"संतान" -
मैं तकरीबन २० साल के बाद विदेश से अपने शहर लौटा था ! बाज़ार में घुमते हुए सहसा मेरी नज़रें सब्जी का ठेला लगाये एक बूढे पर जा टिकीं, बहुत कोशिश के बावजूद भी मैं उसको पहचान नहीं पा रहा था ! लेकिन न जाने बार बार ऐसा क्यों लग रहा था की मैं उसे बड़ी अच्छी तरह से जनता हूँ ! मेरी उत्सुकता उस बूढ़ेसे भी छुपी न रही , उसके चेहरे पर आई अचानक मुस्कान से मैंसमझ गया था कि उसने मुझे पहचान लिया था ! काफी देर की जेहनी कशमकश के बाद जब मैंने उसे पहचाना तो मेरे पाँवके नीचे से मानो ज़मीन खिसक गई ! जब मैं
विदेश गया था तो इसकीएक बहुत बड़ी आटा मिल हुआ करती थी नौकर चाकर आगे पीछे घूमा करतेथे !धर्म कर्म, दान पुण्य में सब से अग्रणी इस दानवीर पुरुष को मैं ताऊजी कह कर बुलाया करता था! वही आटा मिल का मालिक और आज सब्जी का ठेला लगाने पर मजबूर? मुझ से रहा नहीं गया और मैं उसके पास जा पहुँचा और बहुत मुश्किल से रुंधे गले से पूछा : "ताऊ जी, ये सब कैसे हो गया ?" भरी ऑंखें लिए मेरे कंधे पर हाथ रख उसने उत्तर दिया:
"बच्चे बड़े हो गए हैं बेटा !"
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Saturday, August 17, 2013

websites for Seniors Citizens to help them learn basic computer

Under are few websites for Seniors Citizens to help them learn basic computer skills.







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- Yamini Nair
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Wednesday, July 31, 2013

How to stay 'safe' at old age:...........Money - Your last power at old age !

1.   Do not retire. If you're over-aged, retire and get all the benefits but find another income-generating job or open a business that will keep you active physically and mentally. Travel and bond with true friends, play a sport, learn a new hobby and volunteer in your community or parish. Don't loaf around. Your spouse will hate you because you've become a sloppy, listless bum with nothing good to say about the household and things that you never bothered about before. Solve crossword puzzles, play Scrabble, write your memoirs, and above all, read ...this will keep you alert and keep Alzheimer's at bay.

2. Live in your own place to enjoy independence, privacy and a solo life.If you move in with your children, your rank or degree of importance is reduced to that of a bed spacer who has no place of honor or, worse, like crumbling furniture merely displayed with no added value. Might you kowtow to conform to their own rules that are not kind, considerate or mindful of you? If you witness your children engaged in a war of will and wits with your grandchildren, whom will you side with? Will they even appreciate your arbitration? Remind your children that silence is not a sign of weakness; you are merely processing data that is taking longer to complete.

3. Hold on to your nest egg, bank deposits and assets. If you want to help your children, do give, but not to the extent that you wipe out your life's earnings, singing heroically not a shirt on my back nor a penny to my name.  Staying solvent and in the black is a good hedge against all kinds of tempests. You will sleep better, you will not be afraid to express your opinion and you will be confident about yourself.

4. Don't believe your children's promise to care for you when you grow old priorities change. Many children are not guilt-ridden or filled with a sense of moral obligation when the wife and offspring take top billing in their lives. There are still children who would consider it a privilege to show compassion, genuine love and deep concern for their parents but be warned that not all children think alike.

5. Expand your circle of friends to include young ones who will definitely outlive your old BFFs. Keep up with new inventions, trends, music and lifestyle including all the scams and schemes you should guard against.  Remember that when you mix with the young, you also open a fresh avenue to channel your thoughts, experiences andvalues through so that the lessons you learned are not lost, forgotten or buried with you.

6. Be well groomed and smelling fresh of spring water all the time. There's nothing more depressing than seeing people exhale when you walk by because you reek of baul (camphor chest) or lupa (dirt). Old age or bust, don't look and smell like a corpse when you're not one yet.

7. Do not meddle in the life of your children. If they ask for your counsel, give it, but be ready to accept that they may not take it. Their situations in life cannot be compared to the situations that you experienced in your life. The playing field has changed and they need to develop their own set of survival skills. If you raised them to be street smart, they can handle themselves in tough situations and be able to read people. Champion and encourage their dreams and desires but on their own terms.

8. Do not use old age as your shield and justification for turning grumpy. There's nothing more annoying than an arrogant, old fool. Welcome each day as another chance to be kind and forgiving, to yourself and to others.

9. Listen to what others may say. Do not throw your weight around just because you are a septuagenarian or a nonagenarian. You are not a depository of knowledge. Even if the roles have been reversed, make growing old a fun-filled, pleasant experience for you and your brood.

10. Pray always and focus on your eternal life. You will definitely leave everything behind, a final journey detached from burden and care. Be more accepting that, sooner, not later, you will croak. Prepare your swan song with a humble and contrite heart. If you believe in a merciful and loving God, there is no need to strut like a star. Nobody is. 
     Money - Your last power at old age !
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Thursday, July 11, 2013

USEFUL LINKS FOR SR. CITIZENS AND CAREGIVERS ...HARMONY MAGAZINE

USEFUL LINKS

Here are some useful sites for silvers. If you come upon a site that you think other visitors will enjoy, email it to contact.us@harmonyindia.org

Happy surfing!

Advice

Careers

Caregiving

Cooking

Diagnostic calculators


General

Grandparenting


Helplines
BENGALURU
HelpAge India: 22124594
Nightingale Helpline: 1090
Dignity Helpline: 080 - 41511307


CHANDIGARH
Chandigarh Police's Helpline for Senior Citizens: 1090

CHENNAI
HelpAge India: 25322149
Dignity Helpline: 044 - 42133002

DELHI
Delhi Police's Senior Citizens' Helpline: 1291
Senior Citizens' Security Cell: 23490010, 23494336, 23490233
HelpAge India: 42030400
Agewell Foundation: 29836486, 29840484

HYDERABAD
HelpAge India: 27428472, 27427066
Heritage Trust Helpline: 23390000

KOLKATA
Senior Citizens' Helpline: 9830088884

MANGALORE
Nightingale Helpline: 1090

MUMBAI
Mumbai Police's Elder Line: 1090, 103
Dignity Helpline: 022 - 61381100
HelpAge India: 26370740, 26370754
Senior Citizens' Helpline: 23898078, 23898079

PUNE
Shweta Association for Vitiligo: 09923709210 [Dr Maya Tulpule]
Pune Police's Senior Citizens' Helpline: 1091
Dignity Helpline: 020 - 30439100

Libraries

Marketing

Nostalgia

Retirement

Shopping

Technology
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Monday, June 17, 2013

B'day gift from a daughter ............To Papa Amitabha Thakur

 

Sun Jun 16, 2013 5:47 am (PDT) . Posted by:

"Amitabh Thakur" amitabhth

Tanaya's gift on Father's Day

Today is my birthday and this write-up is my little girl Tanaya's present for me.

Thought I should share it with my dear friends.

Amitabh Thakur
Lucknow
# 094155-34526to

Wishing a very Happy Birthday and Father's Day to u papa

16th June 2013, an ordinary day like another and yet holding a special
relevance to me. Most would know that it is the Father’s Day today, but
apart from this, it also happens to be my father’s birthday. Come to think of it, most of the times it is hard for me recall my own
birthday...and yet there are some days which are significantly imprinted in my mind, papa’s birthday being one of them. It obviously happened
many years before I was born and logically speaking since I was not
there to witness the event, it shouldn’t be as important to me. And
despite this, somehow 16th of June seems to hold an unusual place in my
heart, same as my does my mother’s birthday and their anniversary.

The only plausible reason I can gauge for this is that I owe my being
to these dates. It is only coz of my parent’s birth and their subsequent
marriage that I live and breathe; and that I think would be the cause
of my fascination with these days. This year the coinciding of 16th with
father’s day makes it all the more momentous to me.

Father’s
Day as per Wikipedia is ‘a celebration honoring fathers and celebrating
fatherhood, paternal bonds, and the influence of fathers in society’ and
‘was inaugurated in the United States in the early 20th century to
complement Mother's Day in celebrating fatherhood and male parenting.’
Although if you ask me, I really don’t feel that there was any need to
dedicate a specific day to honour fathers, or even mothers (not because
it is not worth it, for of course it is). No day can really denote and
represent in totality what the parents are for a child and what the
child is to them; and nor can showering love on your parents for one
single day of the year make up for all those other days when you might
have neglected them. And regardless of this moral preaching, I am not in
the least immune to the trend.

Moving on from dates and days,
lemme now speak on the man whose presence makes them worth speaking
about. All of us without a doubt love our parents a lot (not speaking of
some less fortunate ones) and I’m no exception. When I think back to my
childhood, the first memory of papa which comes to me is him carrying
me around, while I stood on his feet and the next would be him and mummy
singing lullaby’s together for my brother and I. There are many others
which flash before my eyes in a jiffy, overwhelming me with all sorts of
emotions entangled together. These are moments when I’ve loved him to
death and also simultaneously, instances when I’ve hated him with the
same intensity. Loved- that is understandable after all I’m talking
about my dad; I am bound to love him obviously. But it is not just this
social binding which makes me love him; it has more to do with the sort
of a person he is, kind-hearted, generous, intelligent, caring and the
list goes on. (I won’t dwell deeper on it, as coming from me this might
sound more of a self-praise than anything else.) Hatred- now this is not
something about which I should be proud of, and I clearly am not.
Harboring such negative emotion towards him, even for a second has been a
mistake, a grave one at that. Albeit on second thoughts, each child
during his/her growing period must have gone through these phases of
revolts and rebellions, all without a cause; and each of them must have
regretted it in the same manner as I.

Dad has definitely always
been the best father I could have ever dreamt of...I on the other hand
have never quite been the daughter he would perhaps have wanted. And
despite all my imperfections, temper, laziness, lethargy he does not
love me any less. Sometimes I even feel he loves me a little more than
my brother, a fact which is denied fervently no doubt, but (sorry Addy),
the denial does not make it any less true.
They say that a father
is his son’s first hero, and daughter’s first love. All I would like to
say is that for me, dad is not simply my first love but also very well
fits the bill of being my first hero (perhaps the last one too).

There would be many more father’s day and many more birthdays, but for
this once, I want to make him a promise, a promise to fulfill all the
dreams he has seen for me, all the aspirations he has catered since the
day I was first placed in his arms, a promise to achieve what many would
deem unachievable. And though I’ve been told many a times by dad
himself that I shouldn’t aim at attaining something just because he
wants me to, I don’t think any accomplishment of mine would be devoid of
a desire to first please him……after all at the end of the day I would
always be Daddy’s little girl.

http://thakurtanaya.blogspot.in/2013/06/happy-birthday-papa.html
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Thursday, June 6, 2013

I die a little inside when I see an old person eating alone at a restaurant....

  • Vinod Kale
    I die a little inside when I see an old person eating alone at a restaurant....
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    • 3 people like this.
    • Vinod Kale @Nitin may be its our time to listen too!
      17 hours ago · Like · 1
    • Devendra Jain It is natural one may see himself in such situations and think too much.. I too experience such situations but didn't express openly yet, but try to speak to my wife.. sometime..
    • Ravindra Pujari Peoples should learn by heart beautiful passage from the writings of Vinod SiR .
    • Vinod Kale @Devendra Jain, definitely we should talk on this openly. Materialistic lifestyle, race without destination, and dying values is leading to this kind of situation. But the Show Must Go On & On & On...
    • Alok Tholiya I appreciate your feelings. But do what I do. Take a vow that you will invite atleast 5 senior citizens home for dinner in a year, care to invite senior citizens of relatives and friends in all dinners you host ....develop the idea.
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Wednesday, May 8, 2013

If My Body Were a Car!

If My Body Were a Car!
If my body were a car, this is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newer model.
I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull... But that's not the worst of it.

My headlights are out of focus
and it's especially hard to see things up close.

My traction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skid and bump into things even in the best of weather.

My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins.

It takes me hours to reach my maximum speed. My fuel rate burns inefficiently.

But here's the worst of it,
Almost every time I sneeze,
My Radiator Leaks.
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