Thursday, September 28, 2006

grow up

“Every single day
I think of the times
When you were still mine
And I’m blue
Got to get away
Get you out of my mind
I’m caught up in time
And I’m blue”

Teaching myself to consider some mails and ids as spam.
Teaching myself to wake up and smell the cofee or perhaps, some vodka
Teaching myself to uncare, unfeel, unhear or unlive the past.
Teaching myself to Grow Up.

26 comments:

Anonymous said...

Allow the mind to controll the actions, u'll have no sorrow and no joy too...

Allow the heart to controll the actions u'll have a lot of jow but u'll have a lot of sorrow too..

which one is better ?

Orhan Kahn said...

That was an lovely poem, indeed!

Stone said...

Time, if not a great healer but can be a great ally in the whole process!!
Word 'Forget' makes me 'Remember' lot of things!!

Anonymous said...

You are sad. I can share a joke...
We are all jokers....
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Men are just simply happier people, and here is why...
Your last name stays put.
You can be President. You can never be pregnant.
The world is your urinal.
Same work, more pay.
Wrinkles add character.
People never stare at your chest when you are talking to them.
The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.
One mood all the time.
Phone conservations are over in 30 seconds flat.
Three pairs of shoes are more than enough.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
You only have to shave your face and neck.
One wallet and one pair of shoes one color for all seasons.
You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
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One blonde was sad. The other blonde asked her what state are you in ? Sad one replied Florida.
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Mungeri

d4u said...

And growing up is difficult indeed....

Mamta said...

That's nice poem..but in life I feel whatever happens,a happens for good..sometimes u get somethings and u loose the charm of it and u loose something and never get out of its charm..so its life live love and let go...

Pranjal said...

The poem is so simple and yet so beautiful ..... keep up the great work ..... it's very refreshing to read your blogs .....

chandni said...

try not to "do" too much consciously...that's pretty draining too

:(

Himanshu said...

Ummmm dont understand poetry that well however I liked it.

Keep it up.

Cheers.

Arunima said...

The first few lines are from a song.
The rest are thoughts which came randomly. I don't understand poetry either.

Mr. Maverick said...

My blog is back :).

Arun

Aqua said...

lovely words...

r'ber...time is the greatest healer of all wounds... and like someone once told me ..."it's darkest before dawn".

hope y're feeling better now health wise. i've got a perennial cold due to this bangalore weather..so my advice is chicken soup :)

Nautilus said...

Try smelling green tea when you wake up...much better than either coffee or vodka...I vouch for it :-)

Cheer up girl:-)

Arunima said...

@Mungeri: lol!! I am in Karnataka state.

@nautilus: oh yes, i love tea without milk and a little bit lime sqeezed into it.

@aqua: i have cold everyday, early in the morning and at night. chicken soup is a nice idea only if someone else prepares it for me.

Arunima said...

@Mamta,
nice to see you here. My love to Anandita and Arunima. would love to see their snaps if it is not a problem with you.

Arunima said...

@Mr. Maverick: that is good news.

AmitL said...

Hi,Arunima,well,the random thoughts were quite interesting.I'm curious:How'd u conisider some mails and ids as spam,if they were from known people?:)

Anil P said...

Sometimes I wonder what it would be to grow 'down' as opposed to 'up'.

paddy said...

u cant learn all that and still grow up , it will evoke a paradox in ur mind ...
just am happy the way i am and even if i ever grow up i will still keep telling myself that i have not changed. who likes grown ups...

Anonymous said...

Feel like doing some dandiya today. So "I have cold everyday, early in the morning and at night..chicken soup is a nice idea only if someone else prepares it for me." In this land of opulence, someone else is difficult to get. The chicken soup is available in cans. This can be warmed in the microwave for a minute or two. Hence you should leave the state you are in. Here, they say chicken soup is good for soul. I think this was meant for spiritual healing. Actually the cold in the morning can be accepted as "Morning Glow". Is the cold silent or eloquent?? However the night one can be very helpful.. for keeping creeps away. After that you wish if someone could make the soup for you. I think, there will be only one such occasion. When the creep wants to have a little soup for himself !
Is the cold gone !! OR should I continue.... I was thinking of egg curry .. Noooooooo....

Mungeri Spam

Arunima said...

@ Mungeri: That was a funny spam.

I had egg curry on Sunday and it was real good. :-)

der Bergwind said...

in wordz reflect watz life for me now :)
but i choose not to forget... aint those happy nothingz of life, ya pains in sporadic phases but again i leave it to time to teach me that its never said.. never again... everything in life ends on a happy note n if it has not, then it has still to walk that extra mile in2 the joyz unbound.. lovely scribble... just loved it!!

der Bergwind said...

n again the silent eloquence is a stretch ahead of wat i believe in life.. sound of silence :) sumhow they are never spoken... but felt n crazy life always spins a googly arnd that i never could play well... but still that silly smile never leaves me.. get bac to soak up the sun another day!! ur other posts also read... food for thought

zingtrial said...

Liked the poem.And life goes on kinda thing.He!He!He!
Wish you well :) .

manuscrypts said...

teaching is easy, learning is difficult...

Kuan Gung said...

Just keep on growing...it is the only way to continue to experience life as the ultimate adventure...