Her wrinkled fingers trembled as she took the picture from my hand.
“Your grand daughter?” I asked, after viewing the slender, beautiful figure posing in it.
“That was me.” She smiled. “About 5 decades ago. In the prime of my first wealth.”
“How so?” I gave her a puzzled look
“Joan Collins once said that the problem with beauty is that it’s like being born rich and getting poorer; Those years proved this to be true.” She gazed into the distance. “But with time I learnt to acquire new riches, new experiences, new values. The wealth changed.”
“That’s interesting” I said.
“And the new wealth never depreciates” She continued. “It grows with time…”
We walked slowly in silence to the auditorium.
I learn lessons and I tell stories…