MY FIRST CRUSH

It was five years ago that i first saw her,at a place and time quite unimaginable and inconcievable for a perfect love story to blossom.It was on a hot sultry noon at our school playground.The sun was scorching our asses and the physical trainer was making us replay his antics which he referred to by the euphemism 'exercises' while he stood under the canopy of a tree.We were exercising our butt out ,the trainer gestured someone from among us. I saw someone speed past me but in the blinding heat i couldnt make up who it was.It was only when she ascended the dias to demonstrate and to reenact his capers that i got to see her.soon enthusiasm overcame my fatigue and i began moving my hands and legs vigorously
When the classes were over and as we sat there fatigued without a drop of water to wet our throat, my best friend at school went and fetched her water bottle .after we had emptied the bottle i took it to her,with the same nervousness that i still experience wen i am near her..It felt like the air in the whole planet had been sucked up... i was sweating n my heart was pounding with a 'new found' vigour .it multiplied with every step i took....for the first time i was unable to speak and with a great effort i managed to drag out 'excuse me'from my throat........she turned gently .....her eyes behind her spectacles looked like two pieces of cherry placed inside the glass shelf of a confectionary shop.her lips were as red as ian apple....she was 'giddyingly' gorgeous.... my hands were freezing cold when i handed her the bottle.....she took it from me and smiled........... i returned with a joy and exhilaration,only conquerors like napoleon an alexander would have known...when they won the whole world over
such is the power of love,even a smile can make you wait for years.....untold love is a sweet embarassment.......i must admit that the embarasment still remains

It takes only a moment to fall in love ...and a lifetime to convince your partner.............that.............., you are everything that god has done to keep her happy........that ........you are the answer to everything left unanswered in her life.........that.......you always have a spare hanky with you whenever she is in tears!!!!just to reassure her that she is not alone in her loneliness and there is someone who understands the language of her emotions,even her silence...........and........there are two hands waiting to help her out when she is in distress ......then,finally....there is a life waiting to give her everything that she has always asked for.Isn't it wonderful to think to that there is always one person ........who thinks about you even when he is asleep....that.....your name adorns the backpages of his note books...........and....you make life worth celebrating for him and helps him find beauty and happiness even in the ugliest things in life...and...... you are last person he wishes to see before saying good night and you are thefirst thought that fills his mind when he opens his eyes to a brand new day.Isn't it painful to think that every moment away from you is torture for him.
sometimes it so happens that , a lifetime wouldn't be enough to convey what you have within you
this is when your love gets screwed up and we go after better gals ....(heheh.......jus kiddin)

well,thats life........a whiff of the wind is all it takes to blow out a glowing candle,likewise a vicious swing of fate is all it takes to destroy everything .........and.....before you have time to blink your eyelids your sweetheart would be gone without even bidding a goodbye,bringing the curtains down on everything that we once cherished.Happiness becomes a thing of past ,moments become memories.........and memories remain our only hope to connect with the bygone realities

Those who know me too well, will doubt that the following narrative contains some autobiographical overtones..........i wish to say that it is purely coincidental........this narrative is the introductory part of a story that i intend to share with you

i do admit that ,to some extent it is based on the events that unfolded in my life in 2004...the rest is purely fiction an figments of my imagination........im going to tell you a story.....trust me...........this is beginning of it

HOPE ,LOVE AND TIME

HOPE
Destiny,never play by rules ,just when you think of it to be fair it cheats you by dishing out crap and abominable experiences which would make you feel that your life is nt worth a piece of shit!!!.This is precisely what happened to my parents 23 years ago
Living in an expensive town my father had two options,either to keep up the lifestyle,which inevitably was a need when you have well to do neighbours and relatives,or,to abstain from excesses and maintain financial security.My dad chose the latter which consequently unfurled some financial inconsistencies into our life.Inorder to pull themselves out from trouble,my parents tried everything in the books,right from planting a money plant to trying their luck on lottery tickets,but lady lukc was still to smile upon them.Atlast like every desperate parents they started pinning their hopes on me hoping that one fine day their son will rise to tthe occassion and be their messiah and answer their distresses.I was born on dec 1 1986.my dad always says that i was just like the chandrayaan -1 promising too much until everything got tracelessly lost.I was never bad at studies till my age of 14,infact i was good and did considerably well,this gave them scope for hope and immense joy.from my childhood itself my interests or hobbies or whatever u may call........it was fleeting and my parents encouraged me and tried hard to fix my wandering interests...........As time sped by ......the son in me disowned his parents dreams and was soon enticed by other better things in life.From then,my dad always had had to hang his head in shame and disgrace when talkin about his son.It hurt him to think that his son was a sucker


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