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Saturday, February 02, 2008

To whom it may concern: It is Summer time

When I was younger I would remember everything, whether it happened or not, I much saner now and only remember what people think I would remember. I know it’s always best to look at life through the windshield rather than through the rear view mirror but then again there is a reason that rear view mirror is there. The reason for me is to look back, cock my head sideways at 45° and smile after all memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose.

A year ends and another comes up but before it does there is a time when all things school are put on hold. This is the time of early morning cricket matches, of evenings spent cycling, of summer flings. It’s the time when nothing seems impossible, like endeavors to build a Schwarzenegger body, the hope that you will finally somehow against all the forces of the universe meet the elusive one.

This one summer break was unlike others, I was going on a school trip. Some will say that Mumbai is where dreams come true but this one summer the official dream city had moved. It was the time of possibilities, of hope, of reckless abandonment, of wild hopes and of puppy love. Love is a horrible thing, forget the age old advise of feeling something in the pit of your stomach it’s more like being a rugby ball being kicked at, thrown around for 90 minutes except in this case it lasts a little while longer.

It was an empty bus on a mountain side, we both had stayed coz of the giddy feeling that one gets while climbing mountain roads at least that was the case with her. I think my giddy feeling came from a totally unrelated phenomenon. We both sat on our seats thinking, waiting, feeling giddy and then there we were facing each other. It was the first kiss for both of us. We never really talked about it afterwards. Once back she said goodbye to me in front of my parents who knew a lil too much about her being my first crush.

PS: I am new to this kinda writing.

5 comments:

MannC said...

Looking back, huh? ( I think that was the type of new writing style you were talking about, but am not really sure as I have hardly read any other posts of yours )

But nice one, I like the first paragraph... ( didn't expect it to end it the way it did though, heh )

I find the last paragraph kinda funny though. :D Do write more of this style, looks like you'll do justice to it. ^_^

Amiya said...

A CnH dedicated to your giddy love:

Calvin: "What's it like to fall in love?"
Hobbes: "Well... Say the object of your affection walks by..."
Calvin:"Yeah?"
Hobbes: "First, your heart falls into your stomach and splashes your innards. All the moisture makes you sweat profusely. This condensation shorts the circuits to your brain, and you get all woozy. When your brain burns out altogether, your mouth disengages and you babble like a cretin until she leaves.
Calvin: "That's love?!?"
Hobbes: "Medically speaking."
Calvin: "Heck, that happened to me once, but I figured it was cooties!"

Steph said...

That was a really sweet post! MORE!!

crackfire said...

@ Mannc

May be 2 3 more post like this one, you can't expect a funny man to do more than that.

@ Amiya

So that's why you keep spacing out!

@ Steph

Served as ordered

Thelaughingbuddha said...

Lol, the infamous incident. I knew it was something like this.