Age grows like a seed. Time nourishes and age matures... time offers whatever the age requires Ah! Age needs an end. But time never stop. Time immortalise age.
Age is always an inspiration for me. The more I am growing more importance I am giving to my age. I want to grow with the age. From cradle to the grave age stays close to us.
At the tender age I was fascinated by the people around me. I have seen dr Maheswar Neog. We enjoyed a function in the Nehru Stadium Guwahati with Dr Neog. I was a child then. Our father was very close to Mahendra Mohan Choudhury during our Shillong days. We even went to minister's residence on holi festival as Choudhury had an informal relationship with our father.
I still remember the day we met HariPrasad Baruah the ex principal of Assam Engineering. He blessed us and gifted few books written (translated) by him. I can not forget the day when Hiruda came to our place to meet me after reading my poems on daily paper. One public relation officer of NF Railway, his name was Siddhu came with chocolates to our residence only to meet me.
Ah! I was so lucky to meet Navakanta Baruah, Dr Jyoti Medhi, Dr Birendr Nath Dutta, Dr Mamoni Roysom Goswami, Dr Bhupen Hazarika etc. But some persons who were very close to me but I had not met them physically. Radhika Mohan Bhagoboti, Abhoy Dowerah, alas they are in the heaven. I miss them a lot. I still remember my school teachers, College teachers, Late Dilip Baruah, Trishna Mahanta, Dr Renu Devi, Tabu Taid. etc were my favourite ones but they are no more.
Age is the ultimate creator of human life. Age introduced me to various person, situation. Age is grooming me to this level. I am grateful to my age for all the achievement i received. Age guides us for future. Like a shadow age is always with us for our wellbeing.