Tuesday, February 16, 2010

like strawberry wine

I still remember when thirty was old
My biggest fear was September when he had to go
A few cards and letters and one long distance call
we drifted away like the leaves in the fall
But year after year I come back to this place
Just to remember the taste


Of strawberry wine and seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
like strawberry wine

Chanced upon a bundle of cards stacked in a corner i knew i’d never look.
Peeped through one to find a birthday card from 7 yrs past.
it started singing. The battery was still fine. The song was mine.
Ah! there was a time when love was innocent.
Wanted to keep it on the pretext of sharing with grandchild (ren) someday,
but i had to live with the partner first to see it all happen.
Tore the cards and gave the battery to the neighbour.
The music, my first love, all became a child’s plaything.

The fields have grown over now
Years since they've seen a plow
There's nothing time hasn't touched
Is it really him or the loss of my innocence
I've been missing so much
Funny how those memories they last

~Song: Diane Carter, Strawberry Wine

17 comments:

austere said...

Reminded me of Fields of Gold.
Ah, life!

wishes galore said...

oh the old cards always open the memory gates...
for your grandchildren there will always be stories so what if no evidences..


i love the way you mix your posts with songs..just purrfect with the mood..does listening the songs trigger the post or writing it triggers the song??

Arunima said...

@wishes galore: yes, the memories are mine forever:-)

it works both ways. sometimes the song, sometimes the mood and then the song.

Chaggoholic.... said...

Well 7 yrs old and still getting torn....Its easier to say we move on than actually moving on....Nice piece nonetheless....

Alapana said...

I wish to reach there soon. They are still packed and stored somewhere in the attic- in the house and in the heart.

AmitL said...

Nice song-quite,well,'memory'able'.:)
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Finding ole cards-wow...you motivated me to search for the ones I've got packed away somewhere..would be specially good to feel nostalgic next week..ah well.:)
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BTW, there's a slight add/ed-ition to the Blogger Award post..do see.

kirti said...

thats why God gave us a heart ,to store the memories .

supriya said...

I still have a tin fish ,not yet opened given by my first crush(love) 9yrs back :)

Arunima said...

@supriya: that is funny and cute. We women are such emotional creatures I think. :-)

Shrutzz said...

your writing is so unconventional....nice one!!!

Arunima said...

@shrutzz: thanks! :-)

Madhumita said...

I love that song - nice post as always :)

Meena Maami? Meenu Mommy! said...

Man... Just a couple of days back I was trying to retrieve some seven year old VERY interesting emails that I had exchanged with a prospective husband. Lost them, but memories are still there.
:)
How was your Goa trip?

Arunima said...

hey Meenakshi: I was thinking what has happened to the sisters? i understand the younger one must be studying, but what about the older one?

Goa was too good to be true. Wish to go back again.

ARUNA said...

That's a lovely post!!

Anil P said...

There's nothing time hasn't touched.

And, in time,

There's nothing time will touch!

Such is life, indeed!

Meena Maami? Meenu Mommy! said...

Guess what.. blogger is blocked at office network :)
your Goa turned out to be as I guessed.. theres definitely something in the air there.. and yes, the accompanying super charged friends

Rock Goa when S returns.. Wishing you both a very happy and contended life