He knows the taste of old age.

- Whose stick is his buffalo-Madhusudan Parekh

- In Dosi's reign, solid veins were collected in three or four days and Dosa swallowed healthily. But the currency of the dowry increased

It is a folklore to go, to go. It will not come back.

It's true. Ever heard of something gone? When the childhood was spent fighting with the child Gothia, why did the days of Nishal's jail come to an end? And as a teenager, even a small mustache began to appear in the mirror. Persuaded Rangareliya to go. Enjoyed the world to the fullest, expanded the area, and the canoe came to shore in old age.

He was still in a coma and had to retire. The money was enough, so the word 'Pappa Pappa' was echoed among the wives and sons in the family.

But as old age grows, it sometimes feels like childhood and then Jobaniu became 'haltu' by teaching upside down. In his wife's reign, there was a lot of old age.

But she left us in the company of brides and started walking.

Democracy went from family to democracy and the dictatorship of brides came.

That is why in his wife's reign, old age started to go straight, it started to go crooked.

However, in the beginning, the word 'pappa, pappa' of the bride was used to preserve arrogance. But aging doesn't go away as quickly as it used to. It sticks for a long time. Yet we enjoyed color in the company of old age. The bridesmaids were still giving us the word 'pappa'.

But ... but as time went on, one by one, the teeth started falling out of Mona Gokhala. The first wicket fell, but it happened to us, the second wicket is still intact, right? But Dantnu is becoming like a cricket team. One tooth went and the other shook. And in five years, like the players of the cricket team, the wickets started falling at different distances and they started going to the pavilion.

There were only a few teeth left in the mouth cavity. We were still in color. The rest of the teeth are still eaten, right?

In Dosi's reign, solid veins were collected for three or four days and Dosa swallowed healthily. But the currency of the dowry increased.

Now the extraction of the ear after the tooth has increased. One ear threatened to strike and the other ear cooperated. Both ears became less and less audible. But we had a taste of this. Just a few words ring in my ears as the bridesmaids nudge behind us or in the kitchen. His voice seems to be echoing.

Hearing a few words, one can understand his attitude.

The rest of the words sound like 'gravel in a gourd'.

'Ask Dosa.' The older one said to the younger one: 'Will you eat dal in the evening?'

The only thing that came to my mind was the word 'Dol Dhokli'. It occurred to me that now in the evening hair, instead of kheechadi or fluffy dish, lentils are covered?

Alas, but when the word 'Pappa' slipped from the tongues of brides and the word 'Dosa' stuck to the tongue, it did not last.

We started enjoying the 'word game' color 'Wow, Dad has now become' Dosa '. "After Dosi, is it called Dosa?"

Grinding a loaf of bread at a meal. We satiate and chew slowly like a cow or a buffalo.

Within a few months, the sound of daily riots between our son and daughter-in-law began to fall on deaf ears.

A few words of his dialogue hit our ears and we continued to enjoy the 'flavor' of old age and finally our son gave us a special room for a special 'Dosa'. In that room, the bridesmaids would take care of us in the morning and in the evening. Swallow as much as you want with the key. A little bit of 'tho tho tho tho' becomes.

There is a partner in old age. We had a mobile phone.

From our small room we enjoy the flavor of talking to friends and relatives by phone.

Isn't it a convenience to pass the time in old age? We are enjoying its true flavor.