Birthdays are for kids many affirm.
Weddings bind two people say
Sixtieth celebrations are for the middle-aged nowadays
Eightieth function are for the old mostly .
Cenetenary are for the lucky few.
Every one irrespective of age indulge in ostentation nowadays
Functions come one after another compelling attendance,
They demand presentations and gifts
They enforce hours of chit chatting,
Thus inviting more trouble than cordiality,
When would all these become a private affair?
When would all these attain an austerity?
When would people learn?
It is back to the old place,
Back to the usual pace,
Back in the familiar space,
Back into the monotonous race.
All things have a back side,
All time has a back tide,
All levels have a back ride,
All steps have a back slide.
Going back home is a pleasant return,
Reading back is a historical learn,
Falling back is a miserable spurn,
Back to the original is never a possible turn.
A firm backing lands all in a glamorous zone,
Backing detects in all an infirm tone,
An undue backing for is precarious prone,
Backing also deletes in all an individualistic own.
Well, getting back to the prescribed text,
It is a back up of all the zest,
Restoring the faculties to the best,
Reaffirming the convictions to a test.
It is back to the regular day,
It is back to the formal say,
It is at times a strenuous slay,