Today I grew out of India
Liberated I stand, breathing free with no remorse
With pride on the past yet remaining in present trivia
Today I grew out of India
It was just the other day I started new
An awkward teenager running away blue
Away from the family that I grew
Away from the crowd that I drew
Away from the only world that I knew
Landing in a world strange and blue
I fell in love with life happy and pronto
Loving the freedom and the unsavory glue
Enjoying the cars and the burger too
balancing the pace of the life and the privacy igloo
Then nostalgia kicked in equally hard
I longed for the country that I grew
I longed for the food, the streets, the commotion dew
I longed for the days I could complain doing nothing new
I longed for the smell of the home cooked stew
I looked forward to every trip back home due
To hear stories from everyone on the phone anew
To hear bollywood, the food, and cabbage stew
I simply longed to be there in form and true
Time took the toll renew
memories faded slowly staying curled and sticky like glue
People and family stopped taking their stroll and flew
Bollywood did not interest nor the food made me drool
I was left standing like life on parole
With pictures from past hung covering the hole
Today I dusted the memories away
I broke the shackles painting it gray
Today I grew out of India
It remains just another country with its quirky charm
Like Russia or France or London or Iran
Today I grew out of India