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The life of geriatrics is expressed with witty humor and inspires many down the road through the story of Hendrik who happens to be 83 1/4 years old. He resides in a retirement home and his affinity with the small group of mates is worth the read. Although he was a loner at start slowly transforms into soulful and his helping hands is filled with touche moments. Especially the name of their club ‘old but not dead’ evokes a necessary change of mood at the emotionally drained places. I find Evert character extremely jovial to be with including the Hendrick’s lively traits. While aging, knowing the limitations yet living the moment shows, how to perceive life with just a leap of faith in the existence and sustenance. This club has stolen my heart and took me to nostalgic moments with my grandparents. I will deeply miss the adventure trips of Hendrick on the mobility scooter.

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This book is a travelogue of an old man journeying on a bicycle from New Hampshire to San Francisco. After Haruki Murakami’s “What I talk about when I talk about running”, I admire this author’s courage to define the perks and odds of succeeding in his pursuits. Having perseverance and determined mindset was showered throughout which is the driving force to his outpourings. It brought a new perspective on being pointless to judge the potentiality of the amassed old populace. When a normal cyclist battles its limitations than, imagine the valiant effort that the author has embarked. I can proudly say that I have traveled along with the author and will throw the names of the places as described in this book while am with travelers to have a complying talk.

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I cherish those moments that passed like a smug, never expected this to be the last chance. Had I been told in advance about our destiny, would have tried hard not to leave you aside. You are the very reason for my cognitive transference and spiritual transcendence, yet you remain far away to reciprocate my true feelings. Your disciplinary actions, determined values and thrive to keep updated with the current trends are some of the eye openers to me. Is it possible to erase the first meeting I had at the airport, the place with so many chaos and feeling like a fresh off the boat. There you were smiling to greet me and my loneliness tagged your way till parking lot. What happened next was a true history bonded to my destiny, the smell of the new country and its county are unique to its landscape. More grasping is the house where everything seems to be like a refreshing image in my eyes. The entire place is filled with positive vibes that cannot be expressed in words, it has to be experienced by self. May sound lunatic or spooky for some of the passers, but more you open with possibilities the better one may treasure it. One section of the living room is surrounded with book racks that is very rare to find. To be honest, it is this spot that introduced me to books and not to forget the person behind who deserves the most praise.

He is none other than my great uncle, who is 87 years old with sharp memory and a great erudite. He is a doctor by profession and used to keep himself busy all the time by reading books, teaching spiritual text and attending his chores. He never feels exhausted from learning new things in life, such as languages or scriptural studies. The moment he arrives from work, I would sit beside to listen to his day’s experiences. He is a highly independent individual with so much knowledge to inculcate. He never lies, no matter what the situation demands. This is what admires me the most and was dreaming to be his shadow forever, but my fate had other plans. I had to return back to my home country and residing here ever since. Nevertheless, his physical presence may not be here, but all his values are poured on me and hope to meet him again in near future. Well, this article is a dedication to him as a token of love.

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