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Seeing old people having their food alone saddens me unknowingly and seeing a chirpy group of old people having their lunch brightens my day instantly.
Yesterday at lunch, I couldn't help but to gaze at this group of old people who were sitting at a table next to ours. You can gaze at old people for as long as you desire but yet things could turn ugly if your gaze is on a group of teenages nowadays. Perhaps a harmless gaze may be reciprocated by a group of rowdy teenagers' constant stares and howling of vulgarities that pollute the air.
I bet many of us have seen or heard of stares that became the fire starters for many fights.
We're gifted with eyes that allow us to see, to observe, to express our emotions. So why are we depriving another being of their right to ultilise their sense of sight?
Anyway, I'm getting out of point.
I really have a huge liking of looking at old people, especially those with hairs so white they are exact replicas of the fluffy white clouds.
Those lines of aging appearing on their delicate faces reveal the numerous life experiences they can impart to us, the younger generation.
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