Wrinkles arrive when you travel down from Gangotri,
rumble and tumble,
toss and cross hindrances to kiss the mouth of the Bay,you almost covered the entire course of the river of Life. What's only left is to bleed your experience, and quench the ardent eyes of the readers, then only you are a successful narrator. Your lore is not your tale, but the tales of women who never toppled any floating stone, and successfully embarked to the shore, the shore of success.So do respect humans with wrinkles, they possess the pitcher of wisdom.