Metro Diaries - Something to Someone




Clear blue skies filled with fluffy clouds catch my eye as I serenade in a field of yellow poppy tickling my feet. Suddenly a romantic tune being strummed on a guitar fills the air and I start looking for its source here and there. Standing far away in one corner I see the silhouette of a boy, dressed in jeans and leather jacket with a hat with what seems like a guitar in his hand. Excited, I start running towards him, not caring about where my feet are landing or which direction is my hair flaying. Just when I am about to tap his shoulder I see myself being pulled back. I try to pull myself harder and run only to be pulled back with a thud. I wake up lying on the floor to realize I was dreaming!
This was the most recurrent dream I always had as a teenager.  Strange? Well that is my other name. Trying to picture me as someone beautiful, delicate, funny, classy, and intelligent with drop dead gorgeous looks? Please don’t for I am none of the above. I am simple average looking girl with very normal looks. Beauty happens to be my Siamese twin who was lost at the time of birth, never to be found again. And about my funniness, the amount of laughs I gather on my jokes are equivalent to the greys in my hair. According to my father intelligence is something I had left far behind when I decided to pursue my studies in mass communication rather than try becoming a doctor or an engineer.  In short the lesser I talk about my qualities the better.
I was a movie buff and thrived on them from a very young age.  By the time I was 10 years old I was already living in a rosy dream world which was full of filmy possibilities. Beauty that inspired Gulzar kinda poetry, Sholay type undying friendship, candy floss Yash Chopra romance and a Rajshree style wedding into a Karan Johar-ised family – was a perfect recipe of life for me! Needless to say with the passage of time, I realized how wrong I was. For as I grew up I saw my looks never changed drastically. I still had the same fat nose, smiling at me weirdly just above two crooked lines I called my lips. My hair was always unruly falling all over the place, could hardly be called gracious. And the least said about my best friend the better – all I can say I might as well not have any best friend rather than have her as one!!!

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Every night I tried so hard to look pretty and go to sleep only to wake up looking so horrendous I could barely stand my own reflection. How can I expect someone to fall for me by just getting a glimpse of me from the balcony! ell, a fall could be guaranteed anyways on a glimpse for the shock would have been too much to bear for that person. And **sigh**Having a set of pot bellied Uncles and cannot-shake-anything-except-my-head aunties for relatives does guarantee you enjoyment in all occasions provided you held a competition for Mr. & Mrs. Unmovable.
Now this one thing about love was something I was still very hopeful about and prayed each day to happen to me. But like it is said, it was like a butterfly. The more I chased it the more it ran away from me. Perhaps it just wanted me to sit down and wait for it! Finally one day nostalgia decided to take me back in time when once it had come knocking and I did not recognize it.


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Flashback

At an age when he should be humming Miles to go before I sleep all that his heart could think of was “Mujhe neend na aaye…” 

Mayank Sharma was a cute looking curly haired boy with big wondering eyes, studying in class 6. Studious, intelligent, hard working, topper etc were all used to describe him till that fateful day when it all changed and it was never ever the same. The day when perhaps for the first time he had heard his heart beat loudly.

Just like every year the schools re-opened on 15th June this year too and Mayank loved it for he got to be with his friends. That day he got up early unlike his usual lazy vacation days and rushed to school on time. Just when the class teacher was about to begin the first period a sweet voice interrupted her, “Excuse me, May I come in Ma’am? “ He turned to look at the source to see a very pretty girl standing there at the door. Seemed like a new comer, he thought as she entered the classroom.  The teacher spent a couple of minutes talking to her in soft hushed tones and then turned around to introduce her to the class. “Class, she is Kaiya and has just joined our school. Please welcome her to our class. “The teacher told as Mayank continued to gape at the newcomer with a silly smile struck on his face. 

Imagine his delight when teacher sent her to sit exactly next to him. His joy knew no bounds. The smile on his face just got wider and he moved around swiftly trying to make space for her. For the first time he found his school uniform look pretty rather than dull and boring. Kaiya, that’s what the teacher had said her name was right? Two cute pigtails tied with matching bows, beautiful smile; oh… she had a dimple too. Mayank’s imagination continued spooling till it was time for the break. 

In the coming few days somehow he had managed to not only befriend her but also convinced her to let him hold her hand throughout the class. For Kaiya, when he said Pleaseeee with those cute brown eyes lighting up it was impossible to say no. Though she did not understand why he did that! Everyday religiously he kissed her hand before leaving for home and bade her bye with a heavy heart only to come running to school the next day. Till the day it all ended with a his dad’s transfer. 

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As you must have guessed by now Kaiya was me. I never understood love then, but perhaps I never understood it even now. Only thing I remember was the care he had for me. I don’t remember doing anything for him but I remember all that he used to do for me. The way he would ensure no one poked fun at me, the way he looked at me with compassionate eyes, tilt his head sideways just to make me smile anytime I frowned. In short I could easily say if a tear were to roll out of my eyes he would be the first one to hold it. Today when I see couples around having instant make-ups and break-ups I wonder if love has lost its meaning. And yes sometimes I do wonder where he is… and does he remember me? For I do remember him everyday only for the reason for he defined self less love for me! He made me somebody from anybody for I knew I was something to somone.

 
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 P.S: This is my tribute to the first crush.



 

Comments

  1. What a lovely post Privy. Like the first dew drops of the morn- fresh and innocent.

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    1. Wow... that was lovely Kalpana!

      Thanks so much :)

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  2. yet again to managed to create magic with your words Privy:) :)
    Love is a feeling, which no one can understand, infact the very essence of love would die, if we tried to understand and define it!

    Crushes are for lifetime! they leave their footprints in our hearts forever. Its a special feeling, when we start liking that school buddy or a college mate.

    You brought out all those old memories...and now I am gonna pen down a post for my crush :)

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    1. Very true Gayu... it is beyond words... beyond expression and yes beyond any boundaries. When you love someone you love without any reason!

      Ah crushes yaad mat dilao... Siddharth yaad aa jata hai :)

      **SIGH**

      Wow... waiting for your post!

      P.S: This was just the beginning abhi aur crushes baki hai! ;)

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  3. After long wait you have given some romatic story.Some time we dont realise how time fly.
    I think sometime what is first and 2nd or 3rd in love.Love last forever ,love last till last breath.Again a nice writing by you .take care .GBU.

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    1. Very true Pravir, I agree... love is forever <3

      Thanks so much!

      TC

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  4. What can I say, Privy? You weave such beautiful stories and it's a wonder that they are true to you.. and hence, true to all of us. I love it when writers share their real experiences, because that honesty is what makes them human.
    Being something to someone... *sighhh*

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    1. True that Punam - touchwood!

      Maybe God knew I was going to be a blogger and thats why made me witness all those things and still remember them to jot down like this... June is my favourite month. Makes me all goey, romantic and what not... so this month I am going to keep writing about my crushes... all of them.

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  5. I was listening ishq wala song when i started reading ur post...atleast now believe that what i said about ur your stories was true..sachi mucchi...
    sending loads of love...


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    1. Ha ha ha ha :)

      Wow Supriya you are so damn cute... this is my favourite song of all times and NOW I think I should try doing that too ;)

      Love to you tooo bahut saara Ishq wala Faiz wala Sooz wala...

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  6. I don't about anything else...But I'm sure about one thing is that you are really courageous...accepting about the crush publicly is not so easy..till now I'm able to even say it to my crush..!!! I'm still blushing on his memory..;)

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    1. Ha ha :)

      At the age that I am in I am far far far ahead of that fear now I guess....!

      How cute... chalo koi nahi secret main bata do plzzz I so wanna know

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  7. About the love for movies, I guess we share the same kinda passion too.

    So cute! I love these kinda first crush stories to read and he surely was a cuteling! I always affirm that there is one made just for us...and we shall find them sooner or later. Thee is a soulmate somewhere there waiting for us. Sometimes, some of us don't get to meet them in time, but they ARE there!

    Keep the faith!



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    1. Same pinch!

      Very true Kajal and He was surely damn cute... **SIGH** I still remember his big eyes... and cute smile :D

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  8. Didnt you try to find him on Facebook?
    Why not give it a try..
    Blooming puppy love into a full blown life time love

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    1. :)

      Wait till you read my long list... I am confused kisko dhundu ;)

      And apart from that I dont even know if he even remembers me?

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  9. You made me go back to my memories :)

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  10. First crushes and Bollywood and are part of every Indian boy/girl. These two are inseperable.

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  11. What I just read appears like an excerpt from some dreamy-romance novel :D
    First crushes are always so cute :)
    I'm still waiting for mine ;)

    XOXO

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    1. Wow wow wow.... such a lovely compliment Ruya!:)

      And I wish you get yours soooonnnn

      HUGS <3

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  12. Such a cute story!
    I loved the mention of bollywood, especially!
    And I loved both the starting, and the end. I smiled instantly on reading the P.S. :) And the quote on the pic, super duper like!

    The selfless innocent love of childhood..WOW! ^_^

    Gosh! I loved so many things..am not able to place them in order. :D

    Loads of LOVE....forever :).

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    1. How cute <3

      And I loved your comment Srishti.. it never fails to make me smile dahling !

      Loads of love and hugs to you toooo

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  13. Lovely romantic story.

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  14. Privy, you are beautiful and I truly hope that your experiences have not crushed you into believing that you are not.
    What a sweet story you told about your first love! We scoff and kid's romance thinking it to be just an infatuation, but you showed us how pure and sweet it can be!

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    1. Roshni thankfully in the recent couple of years I have learnt that beauty if more skin deep rather than superficial... and yes now I proudly face myself in the mirror and say I M Beautiful!

      Thanks so much Roshni for your lovely words...and yes you are right we sometimes scowl at crushes but then their cuteness is something that should not be missed ever :)

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  15. WOW WOW and WOW!! This is so dreamy and so very cute. You're a beautiful person N, no matter what you say. I remembered my first crush hehe, they were such innocent, cute times. I doubt I would be able to publicly talk about my first crush, but now I'm tempted to make a post about it too! :D I loved, loved this post. Too cute. I love you!

    I'm sure that guy would have thought of you sometime or the other.. so DREAMY!! :)

    Hugs!

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    1. I made a post about my first crush. :D
      http://www.ablogtoremember-abi.blogspot.in/2013/06/down-memory-lane.html

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    2. Thanks so much sweetheart for resintating that faith in me once again - Yess main apni favourite hu ;)

      I swear. those were some times... I also wanna have a crush once again now...

      Love you toooo... much more than you do.

      I read your post the moment you had posted and thought as much <3

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  16. That pretty little girl might have grown up into a beautiful woman, I am sure.You are not that person appeared in the first part,Me.Your blog speaks of the beauty the God has bestowed on you.Ha!Very lovely.

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    1. Ha ha ha :)

      That was so damn sweet of you Rudraprayaga :)

      Thanks soooooooo much dear... loads of hugs to you right now <3

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  17. This is so AWW!! :D Oh my God, is this for real!? :D Isn't this something really lucky? ;) You're an amazing person, and now I really can't wait to know more about you in person!! :D

    PS- You wrote something fictional quite a while back with this same name, Mayank, and I said I know someone with this name too! So you were really writing that story with this boy in mind? ;)

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    1. Yes Ashna it is for real... and yes I am damn lucky I know that. Can you imagine at that time I did not even know he loved me and stuff. And after years I came to know he did so...

      Aha... will keep it for our meeting in Delhi soon then ;)

      P.S: Oh yess.... it was definately HIM.. <3 <3

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  18. I know you've heard this a lot in the previous comments, but I just feel like saying it again :P
    Omg, that was so adorable :D
    And I really agree with you about the constant break-ups and patch-ups these days, you know. It makes you question, whether real love still exists.
    And, mahn. Im just sorry you didn't know it then! But, you were just in 6th Grade, so.
    Argh. I get carried away so easily.
    Take care.
    xo
    Hopelessly Hopeful
    http://welcometomypartypeople.blogspot.in/

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    1. :)

      Awww thanksss a ton dear... I swear I did not know then.. had I then maybe... just maybe..

      HUGS <3

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  19. Aaaaw susch a cute story this one is! The first crush ;)

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  20. AWW...it's so sweet and cute... first crushes are the best memories of perfect sweet innocent love... :).. loved your tribute...:)

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