Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Leaf

It was during one of those times in my life where I could use 'girl friend' as an ornament, to show off. Just as jewellery is coveted amongust women, getting a new gf is the perfect reciepe of making your ex of green with envy.

I had just come of a bad relationship & honestly it took me while before coming to terms with it. Thats beyond the point here, what I want to focus is on the make shift relationship you dwell on to persue your typically selfish act.

I met this girl first time in Mumbai. She was your girl next door, someone whom you won't perhaps give a second look. Interestingly, she had this friend who was also my neighbour. Between them, they shared a strange relationship where they were always at loggerheads with each other engaging in a kind of unsaid rivalry. As it happened this friend of hers (also my neighbour) propsed to me (for once it did happen) to which I politely refused. Somehow she felt, I was more keen on her friend & conveyed my liking to her. On my return to Delhi, her friend would often call me up & finally confessed of her feelings.

I thought of it as perhaps their childish games & went along. After all it would convey a strong message to my ex. We would often talk over the phone. The girl seemed to be very keen on the bond & turned no stone unturned to strengthen it. For me it was quite clear, she needed me to perhaps boost her ego & I for mine. It was fair trade, no hiccups. Over a period of time I had grown out of my previous relatioship & become quite fond of this new girl in my life. I would tease her, please her & the going was good.

For me, it was nothing more than a fling, a relatioship of convinience. Now common, how can I be in a serious relationship with a girl whose face even I don't remember & have met her once or twice in person. To add to that we live in seperate parts of the world with almost no chance of seeing each other in near future. And, though this is a fact known to both parties there no official confirmation. Then what the y heck, enjoy it while it lasts.

But gradually I realised there was more to it. For the girl, it was serious business. It was not merely to show but she actually meant it. This got me worried. Playing with some feelings or emotions is a dangerous game which no has the right to do. Being at the receiving end, I know its not easy being a ounching bag. When the girl didn't budge, I had to resort to the hard measure.

Though its been more than three years since we broke up, I still very fond of her. I never loved her, but she was adorable. I have the greatest respect for her as a friend. Though I still wonder what made her feel that we could a serious thing out there........!

Monday, April 28, 2008

FiRsT

I was barely twelve when I first saw her. Walking down the corridor, she clearly stood apart from the rest of the crowd. Her long hair, dimpled smile coupled with her elegant self was enough to catch my attention. As she passed me, I felt an instant ommph in my heart. She must have taller to me by an inch or so but that didn't deter me from being smitted by her charm. All that day my head kept buzzing with her thoughts. Boy is she pretty! What is her name? Kaunsi class. Senior to nahi hai?. I had answers soon enough.

It was our house meeting. I just couldn't keep my eyes off her. It was so evident that perhaps even she noticed it. Turning her eyes towards me with a concerned look, she murmered something into her friend's ears. That kind of shook me up & I realised a more discreet approach was the needed. My friend told me the essential details. She is A.B. of VI B, with 90% marks stood 2nd in her class. Wow beauty with brains, thats a rare combination.

Though I was all over her, being young & naive I couldn't really understand my feelings. Let me be candid about it, I didn't have the balls to go up to her & propose. I would have never even talked to her had it not been for our physics teacher. Shashank, go to VII B & ask Anu Batra to give her class note book. Here was my chance to impress the damsel. Confidently enough I went up to her & asked, ' Are you Anu Batra?', ofcourse she is. 'Yes' she shoot back looking in my eyes. For a moment I lost track of the happenings. 'Ma'm has asked for it.' As I was about to leave, she stopped me. Hey you can ask the teacher, she sent me. 'What's your name?' Wow now she knows me, grabbing my prized possession I joyfully returned to the class.

That was the only time I had any sort of conversation with her. We came across each other many times after this & passed off as strangers. Its ironical but we never even became acquintances let alone being friends. Thats beyond the point though, and though I have had numerous infactuations, she holds a special place in down my memory lane. The girl who taught me the meaning of love.

Monday, April 07, 2008

FiRsT