Crushed

(Originally posted on Yahoo 360, Wednesday February 8, 2006 - 11:27pm IST)

I had my first crush when i was in class I perhaps. I mean, at that age nobody understands what crush is, but yeah, i liked this girl. She was in my section, IA, and was a good friend of mine. Of some 20 odd girls, she was the prettiest. Or may be, that was what my mind perceived. I still remember how i enjoyed her company, the way she could come to me with all her silly doubts, that she looked like an angel on my birthday party. How i used to reach school earlier than all of them, and wait eagerly for her rickshaw to arrive. I remember, how other boys in my class were jealous of me, 'coz she would share her lunch box just with me. This oh-so-sweet story lived for around two years and was abruptly disrupted when I was pulled out of that school and dropped into an ALL BOYS boarding school. Far from my place and far from my girl.

Cant tell how much i hated that school. The food was aweful, the environment pathetic. Plus, the warden looked more like a WWE wrestler. Dont knw how i survived seven months there.

After a forgettable experinece at the boarding school, ppl back home decided not to send me again to boarding school. Still, i was not happy. I couldnot find my girl. She was gone, moved out of the town.

After attending classes in some stupid schools for about six months, i was admitted into this school situated in an air force base. It was my class VIth. For the uninitiated, i never attended class III and Vth. Jump from II to IV and then to VIth.

New school, new girl. Hmmmmm, true if u are myopic and take only my side into account. But yeah, i felt something for this girl. stronger than what i had felt a few years back. the school was in its initial stages, plus it was in the outskirts of the town. Not many students in my class. The rollcall had thirty students registered. everybody was friends with everone else. me and this girl shared some thing special though. But unlike the first case, this was not an exclusively yours stuff. We were part of a group, four guys and six girls.

i was love struck. again. i never used to miss a single school day. and wished there were lesser holidays. and no summer vacations.

i could not think of anything else but her, she was everywhere. In movies. on the roads, in my cola, in my social studies book.

But like all the stupids of my clan, i never took the next step forward. She was a good friend, and I was satisfied with that. never went ahead and claimed her.

Seasons passed, and we parted ways. I had to go and prepare to be an engineer, she had to pursue her arts career. We used to meet, rather infrequently though. may be once in six months. the feelings subsided with time. new school, new girl..........

heard that she got married last summer, some bangalore softie. good for her. girls prefer well settled guys.....

A few days back was her birthday. Happy birthday, girl.