tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post7749159997829634713..comments2023-10-20T15:46:23.420+08:00Comments on Orange: The Death of My ChildhoodaShyCarnalKidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06708483268962279495noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-78513890061668639522009-08-27T00:45:58.398+08:002009-08-27T00:45:58.398+08:00The last quote is just too good! But in a sense, i...The last quote is just too good! But in a sense, it is good that we come out of our illusion and face what is, the real world! Instead of learning in class rooms, we actually learn outside.<br /><br />Destination InfinityAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-77596858658148535662009-08-21T10:35:19.770+08:002009-08-21T10:35:19.770+08:00if the child in you dies you are dead ..
Next tim...if the child in you dies you are dead ..<br /><br />Next time when a politican takes a press conference, the questions should be asked by the kids --Anroshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16723150055204555588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-46945767600211031632009-08-12T19:38:07.844+08:002009-08-12T19:38:07.844+08:00That was such a sweet post. Indeed, gone are the d...That was such a sweet post. Indeed, gone are the days of innocence and childhood. Gone is the carefree life we revelled in! Today life is about work and responsibilities (and yeah, swine flu!). Still, life is beautiful!!<br />Hoping to have you back on blog-o-track soon :-)<br />Blogrolling ya :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-76539277620719820362009-08-12T18:42:39.921+08:002009-08-12T18:42:39.921+08:00Of course , the child in me is not dead yet. I sti...<em>Of course , the child in me is not dead yet. I still hog chocolates , fight for ice cream , jump and shout like a kid , hop around in my home in a vest and old shorts, air guitar like a loon when I listen to rock and try to sing as well, do bakar(a derogatory term for fooling around , doing nothing , but talking,laughing and pulling your friend's legs as hard as you can )as if my friends and I were still in College. Inside , I am still a kid . As they say , the difference between a boy and a man , is the price of his toy . The carefree child in me comes out , plays with his new toys, bikes, cell phones and videogames, the latest being a blender , which I use to make different kinds of shakes and stuff :) ,but not that often. </em> <br />there is hope yet then:))))<br /><br />for, some have forgotten even this:))<br /><br /><br />you had written about your grandfather earlier too:) you remember him with a lot of fondness:)<br /><br /><em>And every prayer I offer , ends with a request for subuddhi and shakti to do my work as it should be done . </em><br />what else is belief and prayers but this?:)<br /><br />I like this definition(I just made it a definition:D)<br /><br /><br />the quotes you have shared?<br />beautiful!<br /><br /><br />“When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood” - Sam Ewing<br /><br />And someday I want to write about it too:)of how I went back and the house still stood but so much had changed..mainly me...<br /><br />“When childhood dies, its corpses are called adults and they enter society, one of the politer names of hell. That is why we dread children, even if we love them, they show us the state of our decay.” - Brian W. Aldiss <br /><br />this was scary to read...frightening...yes it is like this..and somehow a few lucky ones..fortunate few escape this fate...<br /><br /><br />you will come out of this soon:)<br />you cant stay bogged down for long..I know:)))<br /><br />take care:) and keep that smile in place:))<br /><br />signing off <br />yours truly<br />a member of THE SlIK ;)))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-48922516788925737932009-08-12T00:32:54.756+08:002009-08-12T00:32:54.756+08:00Stay a child Kisaly though I don't think adult...Stay a child Kisaly though I don't think adults are corpses...<br /><br /><br />I read some of the comments above and what a heart warming bunch of wonderful blogging friends you have Kislay, you can never grow really old no matter how hard you work or how expensive your toys become, they will drag you right back to your childhood!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-39229994271223370522009-08-10T09:31:22.941+08:002009-08-10T09:31:22.941+08:00Kislay, childhood never ends - it's in your mi...Kislay, childhood never ends - it's in your mind...If you think you are old, you will feel old so cheer up!<br /><br />Thanks for taking that site off...As you can, now I can read your posts...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-40202381565335954812009-08-09T04:28:18.364+08:002009-08-09T04:28:18.364+08:00Kislay, Cheer up buddy! it's okay to be busy. ...Kislay, Cheer up buddy! it's okay to be busy. We all are here. What are friends for? We wait for our friends to be free. :D<br /><br />As for childhood ending. It never does. We mature...we change. We have to but the child in us stays somewhere inside us. That is what keep our innocence alive.Solilohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05864591612695901531noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-37843343592191807322009-08-08T20:54:35.025+08:002009-08-08T20:54:35.025+08:00Childhood never has to end, Kislay. Childhood does...Childhood never has to end, Kislay. Childhood doesn't only mean eating chocolates and hopping around.<br /><br />Childhood means getting up in the morning and looking at the world with wonder. It means not getting jaded.<br /><br />It means feeling indignant when you see an injustice. It means not losing hope.<br /><br />From what I know of you through your posts, Kislay, I don't think you need to worry. The child in you can never die.manjuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15470194805146456892noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-33397476175331472162009-08-08T17:54:42.625+08:002009-08-08T17:54:42.625+08:00I agree with Vinodji :-) I liked your point on mak...I agree with Vinodji :-) I liked your point on making money without being able to spend it for any useful purpose. It is an irony, that we do so much to make money but plan absolutely nothing when it comes to spending it! Spending money is also a skill and an art, which we need to dedicate time to ;-)<br /><br />Destination InfinityAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-24675012897585046952009-08-08T17:36:10.378+08:002009-08-08T17:36:10.378+08:00I have been having almost similar thoughts lately....I have been having almost similar thoughts lately..you have echoed my thoughts completely.. <br /><br />p.s. don't ever let the child in you die...keep it alive forever..<br /><br />SaimaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-69750085604496006242009-08-08T15:46:49.322+08:002009-08-08T15:46:49.322+08:00Childhood never dies. It lies in dormancy .. If yo...Childhood never dies. It lies in dormancy .. If you observe old ppl.. they are like children.. so childhood visits us when we have no other responsibility. Wait for that :-)Winnie the poohihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11445691463105808647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-76011410302412287022009-08-08T06:52:19.600+08:002009-08-08T06:52:19.600+08:00Ok, we forgive you and thats only because you wrot...Ok, we forgive you and thats only because you wrote such a sweet post (no satires for a change :D )<br /><br />I know, whats the point in growing up if you cant be childish sometimes? (ok, thats another quote, in our case, it should be childish most of the times :D :D)vimmuuuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18263818577352118525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-51088491069529442212009-08-08T01:57:45.765+08:002009-08-08T01:57:45.765+08:00{{{{{{{{{{{{{super tight hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
W...{{{{{{{{{{{{{super tight hugs}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}<br /><br />We don’t have to grow up kislay, our child in us too can live. I know, we gotta hold of our lives, I so agree with that….<br /><br />Kislay……. U just described….well …<br />super tight hugs kislay!!!! I was in same place few weeks back, my reason to take a sabbatical….<br />Ok….wanna say…..but not here, will mail u okies?<br /><br />I hope the child in u smiles and jumps very soon……till then, u got us here na?<br /><br />Don’t be lonely ever! <br /><br />Luvya!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6242492114432732161.post-18311753908784197652009-08-07T20:26:24.041+08:002009-08-07T20:26:24.041+08:00The death of childhood is effectively the death of...The death of childhood is effectively the death of man. I am many, many years your elder. But, sometimes you may find that hard to believe!<br /><br />Grow, but not old. Work, but forget not play. Get serious, but forget not the innocent fun that you feel when the child inside you speaks.<br /><br />You don't want to become that adult "corpse" that Aldiss has spoken so profoundly about. If you so love the child in you, you can keep him alive...at least till you get married, for then a lot will depend on the state of the child living in your life mates heart!Vinod_Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14654167848186778789noreply@blogger.com