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An old man carrying his granddaughter baby on the road holds her tightly but not too tight; just to make sure his weak muscles don’t make a mistake. The baby rests her small chin on her grandpa’s shoulder with woolen scarf around her head to protect her from cold. Her dark black eyes resembling a jewel, is in her own world with no purpose. You are just behind this old man adoring the comely pink cheeks she carrying. And as you are finding a way from your heart to look into her eyes, she stops her wondering and stares back at you. You feel the connection.  As your happy hormones surge, you smile. She then sparks a beautiful smile and your heart leaps in joy . You can see yourself in her. The things didn’t stop there. The rest of evening went as pleasant as it could. While you connect the internet successfully we have long lost the art of connecting with people from the heart. And that art needn’t be learnt because that is what we are already built with. ...

How many of you have Gerontophobia … Still confused what it is?? Fear of growing old.. I suffer from it..I lately realized it.. I am always in the nostalgic feeling when alone of missing those childhood days…innocent days..I wish the time would go slow.. More slower.. No.. let it pause.. The fear will even grip your mind I am sure… Fear of retirement, fear of ageing and being wrinkled , fearing of losing the days when our parents take our care just like a baby..fearing of becoming adult and burdened with responsibilities when you wont have time for yourself.. or missing your teenage.. One day I came across a Pic in my family album.. I was small at that time.. covered with trying-to-be-stylish grin.. On seeing the pic My mom asked me” Why did you grow up?” I really took it seriously.. .. still how much ever you faked it still looked cute.. smile or cry in front of mirror now .. Do you look cute..?? hehe Will you cry for that hanging toy in the shop again.. will you stil...