Old Age Poem by Dr. Ramesh Chandra Mukhopadhyaya

I never knew till I reached my old age

that so much joy and happiness were in store for me

N ow I know that I used to carry useless boulders

on my shoulders and mistook them for priceless treasure

On the road the dacoits robbed me of most of my belongings

Thanks to the capitalist world that breeds inequality

Thanks to Fortune that is the gigolo of the rich and powerful

Now the


load of ego and pride have alighted from my head

Light and happy now I cand bend my head before everyone

Now I can kneel before everything with awe and reverence