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5:13 PM on February 13, 2008
suresh pal's Answer
Born under the influence of a romantic star I was romantic by default. Even before i knew the word "love" I had been in it .I wont write the name of my first crush because William Shakespeare has once said, " Whats in a name?, that flower which we call JASMINE, by any other name will smell just as sweet".All I can say is that she was GEORGEous.
I use to admire her guts and bindass nature. I don't know when i fell in love with her. I wanted to look good now & hated my curly hair. I would reach late in the class just because a strand of hair wouldn't sit the way i want it to.i wanted her to be around but got nervous whenever she was actually in site.my heart pose all sorts of questions and enjoy the excitement of anticipation,
"Did she see my new bike?,
will she like my new hairstyle or even notice it for that matter?,
Is she talking about me?"
She would gaze at me & chuckingly whisper something to her friends. She obviously knew that i liked her and i was helpless in hiding the symptoms i didn't like her talking to other boys and didn't had the courage to talk to her either.all i ever wanted was to talk to her. I wanted to know her, to know why she looked so attractive & why was it that every time she was around I would get nervous? my only wish was to be friends with her
The day finally came when my wishes came almost true. It was onam & early hours of the school. Scenario around was electrifying.Classroom was humming with giggles & voices.Everyone was excited to reunite there best friends.
i was waiting for my best friend umesh. sumit and gautam, the two most reactive antisocial elements, were sharing there private jokes & laughing there heads out. jasina was sitting on the window side desk listening to JASMINE GEORGE, the dream girl, animating her talks.Someone was drawing faces on the blackboard and pupil were moving to and fro outside the classroom door.
As we knew no teacher is expected today we decided to have fun. I came up to the teachers desk and started pattering it on the beat of my song.everyone began to sing, laugh & enjoy including her & i was seeing a softer look in her eyes. Anyways, the party had begun and the jam session continued. someone passed a new tune and chorus drifted to another melody. it went on until the bell rang for the next period when we all had to disperse to see rangoli's of our respective houses.
i couldnt figure out why the red's , the blue's and all the other colours were so extra bright and sharp today & why the hell is this smile not leaving me alone for a second. my heart probabily knew the reason though.
later that afternoon i was standing on the podium near the school entrance when she appeared across the far end of the ground. she was smiling & today it wasn't a teasing but a warm welcoming smile. she walked up to me, raised her hand gently in the air & pat my palm softly for a hi-five. she used to do this with people she really liked.
Hiiiii ! ! !
I couldn't figure out what had happened. Before i could regain sanity and reply her back she slipped through the school entrance.an overwhelming gust of joy soon took over me & love was now playing music in ears,
"I believe i can fly, i believe i can touch the sky"
i never felt so light on my toes before. i wished to fly now.With a spring in my feather light steps I sprint & leaped high in air
Yes ! ! !
everything around me was now golden bright, slow and vivid. smiles on the faces in the crowed made me believe me that world was happy for me and i was smiling back at them.
that was the happiest day of my life & i was blessed enough to have experienced it for i know that millions of people are born & they die everyday but rarely do they feel something so purely made of joy & pristine humane emotion. It was closest i could be to god.
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2:27 PM on February 18, 2008
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