My trip to old age home
work is not done for financial gains or fame, It is for self satisfaction. One should believe his life should be lived for
other not for oneself. Social work means to give a helping hand to the needy and poor. Now let me tell you my experience when
I went to old age home. On 7th of December our school took us to the old age home Matatirtha, Bridasharam at Thankot. There we had taken biscuit,
woolen caps, socks and few cakes of soaps to distribute. Then I got an opportunity to share my love and feelings with them
who were either homeless or were neglected by children. I received a lot of love and blessing in return. This is going to
remain as a prized possession for me. I also got a chance to learn different things. It is unbelievable how a son could beat
his mother and keep her hungry. From this, I learnt how helpless we can be when there is no one around to look after us.
tearful eyes and wrinkled faces, I could see my own grand mother. She is no more in this world. I remembered how much I miss
her. Being in their company for few hours, it took me down my old memory lane when my grandmother was alive. She used to be
very possessive about me. She used to interfer when ever my Dad scolded me. When I saw the old women and came to know how
they were betrayed by their family members. Tears trickled down my cheeks. After the conversation with them I came to know
how mean a son can be. I think it is really unfair to act that way with them. We should shower them with love and affection
because we are their old age sticks.
to these old people I found a sort of change in my friends behaviour. They really cared about old citizens of our nation.
The way my friends tried to entertain them by talking with them and showing them different dances. It shows that in future
they will prove to be good sons and daughters and will help their parents. I also learnt different values and aspects of life
after helping them.
this trip I learnt pretty good lesson and received a lot of love from the old women. So I look forward in meeting old peoples
and helping them. After this trip I think real children are the ones who love and care for their parents until their last
breath. Just saying that I love my parents (at this stage) is not enough. After visiting the old age home my love for my parents
became more than before. I came to understand the value of love and help towards elderly people.
is the most important trip of my life. Which caught me many good lessons and aspects of life.
By Utsab Kharel, X