I don't socialize much, in fact I absolutely avoid going to those wedding dinners (unless a close relative is the groom). In fact, there's a late night dinner this week (the bridegroom is a nephew of my son-in-law), but I've declined to attend, even though I've hurt so many relatives. But I do go to those events where I know I'll be back home by eleven at the latest. Last week, I attended the annual dinner hosted by my club for life members. I was shocked to see so many of my relatives and other Memons in such bad health.
There were those younger than me who needed a walking stick, there were others who couldn't walk without assistance, and there was one (a distant relative and boyhood friend) who was in a wheel-chair, but not being able to talk (he suffers from Parkinson's disease). It really depressed me, knowing that I too could have been in their shoes.
Yesterday, a school friend invited me to lunch (along with five others) at the Boat Club. Even though none of us is suffering from major health problems, I was stunned to find that two of them didn't remember that I had invited them to lunch last year.
I should be grateful that I don't suffer from a major disease. But I suppose I'll have to maintain my walking and do at least eight thousand steps a day. That seems to be the only way to remain healthy, besides of course avoiding fatty foods.
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