Retired Person

Is this the very office to which
I gave best years of my life.
They who used to flatter me
when under me
pretend to be busy now.
Shake hands with false smile
"How are you, glad to see you"
and start reading files
as if I disturb them.
Their expression says
'Old man, you are free
we have the work to attend to.
Leave us at once please'.
I return exhausted thinking
my feelings for office are futile.
How can I expect the same respect
I held when I was young.
People bow to the chair
not to the person sitting in it.

written by sarita sharma