age

I'm of my age
But different conjuctions tell you something.
Few days you feel young as a dew,
And then one day you feel like an ancestral loom.
What is it,what has made it so?
When I'm same and my fortunes also never see-saw.
Is it the company or the life as a whole.
Is it the perception with which I go?
Whatever it maybe,what so ever it sure is
I'm me and just loving the free flowing.