SEPTUAGENARIAN

Seems just the other day, I was seven, hopping, skipping, jumping; it was so exciting!

Fervently doing I was, my kasti, soon after my Navjot, my Avesta prayers religiously reciting

Also, remember I, climbing trees, and without washing fruits, directly into them, biting

When and how the burdens of a mundane life gradually took over me, actually remember I do not;

In duties and responsibilities, one slowly gets...