Concessions Acknowledged with Thanks
I am a speaker, and as a speaker on spiritual subjects, I am also a ‘preacher’ – the ‘do what I say, not what I do’ kind. Although I do not practice what I preach, I get away with it. My mind might be still young, but my body is more than three quarters of a century old. As a speaker, I illustrate the points that I make with stories and anecdotes, and sprinkle my talks with humour. The content staying the same, the talks change, their titles change even more, but the stories and jokes seldom do. Thus, spicing the talks is essentially a copy and paste job. Like most people my age, I keep repeating my favourite spices and enjoy it. But unlike in their case, my audience neither finds my repeat performances irritating, nor does it start laughing midway through a joke. I get away with being repetitive because my audience keeps changing. While for most people my age, their audience is their family; in my case my audience turns into my family. It is among those whom I preach, those whom I kee