Page 35 - Masala Lite Issue 169 January 2025

course, we see them rolling their eyes and nudging each other about how outdated
and unconnected we are with the real world (their world), we’ve become experienced
at ignoring it, and will do what we need to do; preach and teach; it’s for their good.
Also, people, age is but a number; inside of us, we remain young, exuberant, and are
fully entitled to our dreams and wishes, it matters not how ludicrous and silly, or
impossible they may seem. Our will to live life to its fullest, endures!

• “I’d like to visit a nudist colony without feeling embarrassed or shy.”
• “ I wish to see my childhood dream of driving a steam locomotive. (Which
I WISH I MAY: I WISH I MIGHT! • “I’d wished to become a professional singer within five months of learning
are as extinct as the dodo!)”

Bollywood numbers—until I realized I could barely pronounce half the words.
Dolly Koghar muses about what the year’s Let’s just say it was more ‘lost in translation’ than a ‘perfect pitch’!”
beginning means for her peers.. • “I’d dare myself to skydive from 30,000 feet.”
• “There’s nothing more than my fervent prayer and desire, that the doc was
wrong about my child’s diagnosis.”
We might look old, but we are forever young, at heart.
• “I wish I could rid of my sober image and go out in public, with my hair
e’ve stepped into the dawn of yet another new year, 2025; a time to be coloured purple, pink, green, or even red in alternate weeks, and maybe, be
joyful with high hopes for a year better than all the past years put together, more daring and wear mismatched clothes and mismatched shoes too.”
Wmaybe the best year ever. Hello! This would be the voice of the young, with • “ I’m imagining a Caribbean cruise with a blind date.”
their lives still stretching way ahead of them, in which they can aspire for a better

paycheque, maybe find the perfect soulmate, and/or take another bachelorette/ • “Why not dream big and tall; I’d wish to own Burj Khalifa.”
birthday/anniversary trip on yet another dream destination.
• “ I’d very much want to, very soon, direct a full-blown Bollywood movie.”
Nevertheless, for us on this far side of the lifespan spectrum, we step into January, • “I’m wishing the year sees me with a quieter mind, to do more naam simran,
gingerly, with our heads bowed in humble gratitude for another bonus year, and because now, listening to shabds and satsangs makes me feel happy.”
fervent prayer to our Maker to help us not voice our opinions on how Sukhumvit is
becoming the worst version of Pattaya. Not to mention, how our youngsters have • “I dream of waking up to a million followers on my Instagram.”
almost forgotten what daal-sabji means or tastes like, and why they are talking…
shay-shaaay with accents from anywhere, but our good ‘ol desi Punjabi and so on • “An impossibly crazy thought, to age backward, so I can live without trying
and so forth. to impress and please others.”
• “What could be the best New Year’s Day than waking up to see my wife, well
Okay, so I’m sounding cynical and grouchy, but let’s get the facts straight. With
another year added onto our decades, it can only mean an increase in the crackling and alive, holding out my cup of bed tea?”
and creaking of our bones, which will inevitably render us more housebound with • “My fervent desire is to walk off into the sunset, one day, soon, without a clue

nothing much to do but fiddle with our smartphones, which are overly ‘smart’. However, as to where I’m going or what I’ll be doing; with nothing but the clothes on

there’s the one thing we are good at, in fact, getting better at, and it’s something my back, and a backpack; leaving everything behind, including the phone!”
we will continue to do, and that is parley our ghyan on life for our youngsters. Of

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