You are Amit/ Amita. You recently got a chance to visit an old age home on your birthday. Write a diary entry about your feelings over there.
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This was the first time I was visiting an old age home (India) with two of my friends which is an old age home for orphans and aged people and even new born babies are left there. We can see old age homes all across the world. Now it has become a global phenomenon, people don’t have time to care their parents and children. Our values and bond have been completely collapsed. Unfortunately, even the best old age home has old people and children’s are unhappy, lonely and sad. Visitors were allowed to meet only for fixed hours. When visitors came, they were overwhelmed while they would interact with the residents, and even pleased when the residents would share their pleasant memories and blissful pleasures of life. The visitors were even shattered and saddened when they heard about their pain and regrets. Some residents were extremely quiet and seemed as if they were in discomfort, and some were in psychological and emotional trauma. Some even seemed to be jeopardized witnessing their fate, saddened for what destiny had in their favour. Some were in total disbelief regarding their children’s doings and behaviour towards them . Some even complained about the things they couldn’t compromise or adjust for, and surely they were uncomfortably bounded, as there was no one who could fulffill their desired comforts and expectations from life in all justice.
A moment that I can never forget was when one of the ladies cried out heavily with pain because she could not beleive the fact that her son deceivingly brought her there to be left all by herself, without him. She further mentioned how she still remembers the memories with her son when he was a child, and that how much affection and love she held for him even now, and that she still craves him out of care and desperate love. She suffered intense depression because what his son recomoensed her with. I talked with those unfortunate parents (has different section of men and women) and collected fond memories. I learnt a lot from them. Many parents were still hoping that someday their children’s will come and ask them take them back home. Some were waiting when that time will come. Some were hopeless !