Success Cycle.

At the age of 1 years …* *Success is.*
That you can walk without support

*At the age of 4 years …* *Success is.*
That you do not urinate in your pants,

*At the age of 8 years …* *Success is..*
To know the way back home.

*At the age of 12 years,* *success is..*
To have friends.

*At the age of 18 years,* *success is.*
To get a driver’s license.

*At the age of 23 years,* *success is.*
To graduate from a university.

*At the age of 25 years,* *success is.*
To get an earning.

*At the age of 30 years,* *success is.*
To be a family Man.

*At the age of 35 years,* *success is.*
To make money.

*At the age of 45 years,* *success is.*
To maintain the appearance of a young man.

*At the age of 50 years,* *success is.*
To provide good education for your children.

*At the age of 55 years,* *success is.*
To still be able to perform your duties well.

*At the age of 60 years,* *success.*
To still be able to keep driving license.

*At the age of 65 years,* *success is.*
To live without disease.

*At the age of 70 years,* *success is.*
To not be a burden on any one.

*At the age of 75 years,* *success is.*
To have old friends.

*At the age of 81 years,* *success is.*
To know the way back home.

*At the age of 86 years,* *success is.*
That not to urinate in your pants again.

At the age of 90 years …* *Success is.*
That you can walk without support again

One of the best messages I have ever read.

Life is a cycle.

I am indebted to Padmum and Shackman for the inspiration for this post.  For those interested, I am at the stage where success is to have old friends.

10 thoughts on “Success Cycle.”

  1. Horrendous reading.

    Not wishing to piss on your parade but I did walk at eleven months, was potty trained too early to mention lest people judge my grandparents’ parenting which was grand. I knew my way back home at age three or earlier (admittedly we lived in a village, but even when I got lost in Berlin at age five or so I found my way back, my mother never being any the wiser as what took me so long).

    I won’t go through the rest of your time line and shred it. Anyway, I am not a man. Isn’t eighty the new forty two and a half?

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    1. Piss away. I don’t mind. I don’t remember at what age I started to walk. I never found out is a better comment I suppose. There is a wide age difference between you and me and also some other significant differences which makes us look at things differently from each other’s point of view. Good. It should be so.

      I don’t know about eighty. I am yet to reach there. I can tell you however that my age can never be anything other than what it is physically!

  2. I still had my driving license at about age 60 but I no longer drove a car – I gave the license up because they insisted I needed my eyes tested, even though I only kept it for photo ID purposes…I gave in and stopped it – which also saved some $$ from the fees…

    1. My driving licence is still valid. I however don’t drive outside our immediate neigbourhood because of the traffic and parking problems. I do not intend renewing it when it expires as I can use cabs and autorickshaws to go wherever I want.

  3. driving here is a must so i hope i can keep it as long as i’m meeting the safe driver standard. surely paying attention should count for something. at least as much as those in this city who are constantly texting or phoning.
    i’m 72. and i can see a difference about every 5 to 7 years or so now. kind of interesting. actually with each year i become more relaxed about everything.
    tammy j recently day rain

    1. Yes, in the USA it will be difficult without being able to drive and be mobile. Good that you get more relaxed with each passing year. Please read my latest post on Being Alive.

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