After reading about my misadventure under the hot tropical sun (see last post), my good friend Mago politely reminded me that I was not twenty anymore. This was, of course, news to me. Not twenty anymore?!?! When did that happen? I don’t remember receiving a memo!
After my knee-jerk indignation subsided, I did face the fact that I am 49 this year and my body may not be as capable of taking on as much abuse as my younger self. Interestingly, my mind has not changed that much. Looking back to when I was 20, I realised that back then I had subjected myself to the opposite of heat stroke, – hypothermia in an adventure on the rolling hills of the Lake District (which I related previously).
My 20 year old self was also full of the reckless abandon of youth and constantly putting myself in harm’s way. My body has grown older but I think that my mind remains as reckless and I have failed to gain the wisdom of time.
If I were to stand next to my 20 year old self, I would probably make the following observations;
- My goodness……. I was almost skin and bones (poor, starving student). I am almost double what I was then.
- What a nerd! I had the glasses, the notepad, the multiple pens and rulers in my shirt pocket and I wasn’t even doing engineering.
- My attire was basically tattered jeans and T-shirts.
- I still held on to childish things. e.g. Snoopy memorabilia. Now this is a bit of a paradox. On one hand, people often found me mature beyond my years in my perception of issues but I had a lot of childish behaviors.
- I’d tell myself to “grow up”.
- I was depressed and lacking in self confidence. Boy, was I a nut job.
I guess overall, I am happier with who I am now than I was then……except, and there is always the big “except”, ………except I wish I was as scarecrow thin as I was back then when I was 20.
And now for something different but not unrelated. This is the wonderfully poignant Frank Sinatra song, “It was a very good year” sung here as a duet with Robbie Williams.Vodpod videos no longer available.