In twilight years, they served with grace,
Air India's retirees, in every place.
But agony now, their hearts do bear,
No Cashless IPD, a burden to bear.

Government instructions, clear and true,
Promised support, but it fell through.
In pain they stand, with worries deep,
Their health at risk, their nights no sleep.

Years of service, loyalty untold,
Now left in shadows, hearts grown cold.
Oh, the agony of those retired souls,
Left without the care that life unfolds.

Let's hope for change, a brighter day,
When promises kept will light their way.
Till then, they stand strong, their voices rise,
To seek the justice, for which they agonize.