Old age/death

Its so amazing how we think and plan for the future as if we are going to last forever.But the truth is any moment we may leave away everything.Sometimes this truth deeply sinks into me and I start grabbing all my ambitions and try to calculate what I have done.But death is the best remedy for all of us.It wipes our slates clean.To think about future for me looks like a pain because I am constantly aware that death sits on my shoulder.It may look like a pessimistic view on life that I associate my future with death.But it occurs at so many levels...Only thing is our society gives so much importance to being young...that we forget death...
In ancient times death/old age was given its due respect.In Indian tradition we respect every old person as a wise person..even if he/she is a beggar/cheat...I find stillness and divinity in older people faces.Its quite opposite to popular culture ...that I find old people faces attractive.Starting from my grandmother,I used to feel each wrinkle on her face is a testimonial of the hardships and the joy she has seen in her life...Old is always gold...