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Tuesday, August 14, 2007
"The mark of a true crush is that you fall in love first and grope for reasons afterward"
- by Shana Alexander

How true!

Beginning of the school session and a group of new admissions ... this guy, different from all others, walking in his own style and world asked me where he could find a particular teacher who happened to be our class teacher. Smitten by his charm and attitude I led him to our classroom and noticed everyone looking at him with a big :O

We were acquaintances ... then turned into classmates ... then into competitors ... then almost into enemies ... then friends ... then good friends ... then really good friends ... then ...

Now we miss each other so much
We do not talk as often as we did when I was back in India ... infact we hardly talk ... He does mail me at times ... those mails which are way better than the one-liners on messengers/orkut.

We have same ideas, similar choices, same views, similar opinions ... and still we always stood opposite each other. We debated against each other ... during the class discussions ... even if he did not have different opinions ... he would still stand against me ... just for kicks?

We had a taste for music ... I sang ... he played. He would call me from wherever I was just to sing a song because none of the guys in their stupidiotic group could sing in a female voice. His mates would sometimes make fun of me for they thought I had attitude problems(!!!) ... but he knew I did not and he convinced them. Those guys initially found it really hard to accomodate me ... in their "boy band" and the physics tuitions group but later they all realised I was the best entertainer (a mixture of drama, comedy, show-off, thriller, etc)
He would come home to do a project with me and chat up my mom and sister. He and my sister used to play this really stupid game called Hitman! He talked like he was the most sensible guy around and the guy your mom actually wants you to hang around with! My sister knew I liked him ...
But no one knew that he liked me as well ... neither did I ... until he mailed me one day when I came here that he missed me more than he realised he would .

Little gestures like
- He called me up once at home and made me listen to a very meaningful and senti ghazal when he had upset me a few mins ago.
- He called me up once very early in the morning to wish me Happy Friendship Day .. just to hear my voice when I was still sleeping.
- He didn't go and receive his dad, who was coming from Russia, just coz he wanted to see me off to London.

The list can be really really long.

This guy's got the attitude ... the looks ... the brains ... and precisely he's got everything.
He's the greatest Eminem fan ever! He himself raps very well




(I had to copy the whole post from my blog coz I didnt have enough to write a new one ..)


Lessons Learnt- "Never underestimate your mother ... she might not have done any computer courses or not grown up with computers ... but its possible that she might explore and get to things herself ... and to such details that you yourself would be surprised!!"
- Loon Gal

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BUFer - Łóòň Ġãĺ @ 8/14/2007 09:10:00 AM  | 7 Voices
Friday, August 10, 2007
You wouldnt believe this - my first crush happened when I was about 5yrs old :). He was a friend of my dad but he was much younger than my dad...maybe this guy was about 18yrs old then. So whenever he visited us at home, I used to stare at him cos I was totally smitten by this young man (maybe cos back then I hadn't yet set my eyes on Russel Crowe?). Used to think how gorgeous this guy was (today I'm thinking he's nowhere close to my taste urrrrgggg!). I was even dreaming of being married to him (yeah I had big dreams at such a young age hehe). Whenever he came home, I used to sit close to him (what was I thinking ha?). When he cracked jokes with my dad and laughed, I used to laugh too (even if I didn't get the jokes at all I wanted to impress him...rolling eyes here). When he sat down to have lunch with us, I used to watch how he ate (yes at that age watching a man eating was like watching Candyman maybe). Whenever he said goodbye I used to feel ow so sad (guess I was a drama queen back then too). I guess he was the first guy I felt some affection for in a romantic manner or so...an innocent crush that THANKFULLY didn't develop any further...cos if it did, I'd never have been able to forgive myself LOL!

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BUFer - Keshi @ 8/10/2007 11:42:00 AM  | 29 Voices
Thursday, August 9, 2007
I vividly recall,the classroom.

If you were standing at the entrance of the class, you would see... the teachers desk in front of the blackboard ( which was on the right side perpendicular to the wall containing the door)

Starting on the left side of the door, were these three rows of two seater desks and benches, all facing the teachers table with the blackboard behind it.
The last row opposite the entrance door was along the windows.

That after-noon, the orange curtains were drawn to prevent the strong summer sun to enter.
I was sitting on the 1st bench with NJ, Cute round face, bright eyes, slightly big nose, 100 watt smile.

I was in the fifth standard (Class V-B). The three sections of A,B,C had just been shuffled and the current class was a new mix in the new session.

I had fallen for.

That summer afternoon, when the school got over, she forgot her Hanky inside the desk
(yeah typical movie style, I cant stop smirking whenever i recall).

In the brouhaha after the final bell, I called her with one hand in the air, "N!!, Tumahara hanky reh gaya" (N!!, you left you hanky)
She came back took it from me , blushed, turned and ran away to the door.

Over the next two years we would usually be around.
I would just sheepishly keep looking at her.

When we were in 7th class, Me the great, with super-duper encouragements ( Read being pumped) from friends and my brother, mustered the courage on 14th Feb.

Its only a card abhi, they all give to each other, it does not mean any big thing.. go go go.!

Yeah, and the red-faced me, did it.( I just cant stop smiling, even while typing this.what a fool i was, 12 year old yaar, imagine...)

Poor NJ was more baffled as to what hit her. She reluctantly took the card.
...... But after two days, and she was very very sad, and in near tears she returned it.
:(

Understandably, there was a misunderstanding!! Of what the card was meant to be.

We never talked after that, the way we used to....
Till we all parted ways after tenth standard( as our school was only till tenth standard)

I had the card with me till a long time later.

Six years after this incidence, when I was in college in another state in india, someone mentions about a certain bright looking girl called NJ in another class!!

And one of my dear friends wants to hit on her.
Yes, can you believe it she was here (again)

After two years of just hellos and Hi's, we chatted up one day outside the library and laughed and laughed at the past.

She left college abruptly as her familiy moved to USA.
We are still in touch.....
I tore the card later....
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Coming up ... Crush number 2,3,4,5,6......

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BUFer - AlterinG Abhishek @ 8/09/2007 04:49:00 PM  | 28 Voices
Tuesday, August 7, 2007

A school in the foothills of Kumaon,
and a uniform white and navy blue.
One summer like the summers before
somewhere in nineteen ninety two.

I first heard her sing a song from our
school prayerbook in the music class
The way her face drew pictures that
piece of memory it never did pass.

Never knew when with muted feet
she grew on my meddling mind;
but soon I found myself lost, in
thinking about her all the time.

Years passed and sections changed
with different subjects we grew old
but all the time that she was there
to no one ever this story I told.

After half a decade when I saw
her again laughing her own laugh
I was taken back to the old times
just looking at her in our class.

And one evening of last summer
while standing outside her gate
i told her how she was 'the' girl
just the confession came late.

She was amused, a little shocked
and then she broke into her laugh
the same laughter that captured
then told me that time was past

Even today I tell her how she is
the first girl to hijack my fancy
and she rejects, all that I say
with a smile that I can see.


She is leaving for US in a few days, and then maybe I'll see her after an year or so. I didnt have time, so this silly rhyme is all that I could manage (afterall if I didnt write this time too, Ishi would have killed me). And then every first crush deserves to be written about, hai na?


And no, we never were romantically involved. Always friends.

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BUFer - AakASH!!! @ 8/07/2007 07:38:00 PM  | 18 Voices
Monday, August 6, 2007
Alrite so the topics for the next fortnight are on, i'll start with my first crush ofcourse and before that would like to wish all of u a very happy friendship day!!!
My very first crush was the leading hindi film actress in the mid 70s, Late Parveen Babi....
Oh...what a beauty she was and it all happened when i was about 4 yrs, when dad took all of us to watch Shaan on his birthday. And i simply got lost the moment i saw her for the first time, i'll share that song as as well.... I was absolutely mesmerised by her eyes and her hairstyle, i still look for that hairstyle in every second girl but unfortunately hardly anybody keeps them that way these days...The closest so far was my class teacher in KG-II, Ms.Rita Carpenter...:D, since she looked pretty close to Parveen Babi it was like heavens for me to see her everyday and by God i wud make sure i never missed a day...:P... A couple of years later the dream to see her upfront came true when she was invited in our school during a function, i carried a post card size photo of hers and asked her for an autograph, she obliged very lovingly and also gave a sweet peck on my cheek after signing the autograph....sigh***, Anyway all i can say right now for her is that May God bless her beautifull and lovely soul....and wud like to end the post with that song i mentioned above, one of her most memorable ones....

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BUFer - southpaw @ 8/06/2007 06:18:00 AM  | 25 Voices