I once had a tshirt, a full sleeved one with wide horizontal black and red stripes.. it was my favouite tee, around the time superman was my fave superhero.. and this one looked like one of the costumes of lex luthor. i used to wear it a lot, to the point where someone commented that it had somehow got stuck to me....
a few years later, when i was asked whether it could be thrown away,i replied with a nonchalant yes. i was told that the reason i was asked was because of my near obsessive relationship with it, until a few years back... 'That one??!!", i responded, and immediately set about destroying photographic evidence for the association, and since that was my 'best dress', the evidence was considerable.. as the years have passed, i have come to realise that this was not an isolated phenomenon. i guess all of us do it, at different stages of life, cutting of our association with many of the things we used to cherish till only a few years back.. in most cases, we dont mind the growing up, we get tired of the stuff we have been loving for quite some time and in fact go to some extent to exile the memories, but sometimes the wheel turns all around, and we end up yearning for the 'evidence' that can bring back the memories...
and all this is not just limited to inaminate things like books, clothes, food, music, hairstyles..its evn with people... there are times in our life when we dont acknowledge people who might be closely associated with us, and there are times when we repent this, and when i am a little older, i think i'll have more 'times' to add on.
the concept, i think, is called growing up, and it works on both kinds of things - the ones we used to love, and the ones we are used to loving....
until next time, 'now playing' what favourites?
until next time, 'now playing' what favourites?
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inevitable part of "growing up" is "out-growing"....clothers, food, books, music, people, relatonships, associations, passions, dreams........what not!
until next time, how much will we grow out of, and what will we grow up to be?
its easy to associate your emotions with inanimate things because they wont respond... LOL but with people ... well its difficult coz it hurts when expectations are not met... so guess another lesson yes in growing up :)
women have a tendency to store inaminate things .. dont they?
i have weird stuff from past still with me; which i have carried from lko to delhi to mumbai .. and now i dont have a place to store it.and it slowly has to be thrown / given away.
and mind you am talkin of inaminate stuff only, lest you try n read between the lines, manu.
i cant even start counting the things im so attached to or was but now when i dont have them around i so wish they were there but then we do have to discard sometimes to get hold of new :D and yes like the others have said this is only with inanimate things...humans are sometimes way too precious to lose :)
there are soooo many things i m attached to. memories and memoirs. when i was in school, i never used my camera, thinking that i will always remeber all those moments as i want them to be remebered. looking back, i think that was the biggest mistake. i long for snaps that were taken n i dont hv ne :(. thankfully my friends were a lot smarter, so i hv an access to those snaps even now :)
What a wonderful post, Manu.
When I left for the states, I wasnt sad..I was excited and looking forward to the opportunities that lay before me. Its only after I reached here and settled down, that I realised all that I had left and lost.
I miss a lot of little and big things. And the unfortunate bit is that they exist only in the past and in my memories. Going back to Bombay, or going back to my family, will not bring those back.
Its deeply saddening, but has also taught me to hold the present more preciously ...
I have favorite clothes that I refuse to throw away ever! It was my Mom who would force me to dump some old stuff and now I run wild and unsupervised, hoarding all that is dear...No wonder the place has so much JUNK according to the hubby! :)
deez: oho, looks like we are growing in to 'until next time...' :)
pallavi" yes, so many lessons!!
sanguine: me, read between the lines? :o
anz: yes, sometimes.... only sometimes..
ok, plesae tell me what to do with the letters and cards of ex-boyfriend?
:-)
erratica: always good to snap.. at people :D
ash: wish we had blogs then :)
Forget clothes, I've some real weird stuff with me, and still I dunno the answer, neither I confront them nor I throw them.
i know..things that you held so dearly to, and after some years something will have turned inside you and you no longer feel the same way about it..(but not with my knit rag doll named beauty :) )
gabby: in time.. i guess he will realise in time..hehe
blokes: i was supposed to make myself a 'things to take if i have to run out of the house' (around the time the tsunami happened).. never got around to doing it!! :(
i wanna spideyman t-shirt!!! :(
hehehe...yeah, it's all a part of growing up. I had an entire carton of superman comics and other collectibles (An uncle from US had even gifted me a superman costume, complete with cape and all). *Sigh*, those were the days...
White and red horizontal stripes...Hmmm...Salman Khan wore one very similar in Khamoshi.(no fan business here pls!)
Maybe it isnt as outdated as you think it is.
At least your sense of fashion seems respectable. I have to burn all my old albums after reading this!
arunima: use the text for the next one :D
stone: hehe, all of us do!!
aqua: lol :)
j: the old one, or buying a new one?? :)
I remember I used to have a fav soft toy- the pink panther. I wouldnt be seen without it! My czn n I bought it together at the age of 4 or 5...she outgrew her obsession for it way before I did! I think I let it go by the time I was 13 or somethin! Damn, those were good times...
phatichar:..that we thought would never end...:)
poornima: i had a black and red combo!!
Yea, there are memories you want to forget and memories you want to hold on to forever... and sometimes they change places.
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