my first crush... is priceless!!

innocent. lost. confused. enthusiastic. adventurous. interesting. mysterious. adorable. caring. fun-loving. lively. talkative. - i comprise of all these adjectives.. the bulb of my mind suddenly starts passing through a high frequency voltage and the ammeter of my power of logic keeps hitting its maximum! my attitude and behavior was just not like that of a normal girl. doing something great and different, studying something BIG and making my own identity was the aspiration that i carried since i understood life..

my world would start smelling great when i saw him, suddenly the wind would blow on my face and i would feel his fragrance captivating my thoughts, my body went numb, and i literally got a mental blockage every time he came in front of me.. it was exciting.. i could feel the blood gushing through my veins, pumping in and out of my heart, missing a beat everytime he took a glance at me.. these biological changes i tell you!! they make you go crazy.. no hunger, no thirst, no sense- just his face in front of my eye and his thoughts running madly in m mind..

it is very important for me to remember all of these cause it was unconventional and unexplainable. the uneasiness in me occupied a larger pie of my mind then anything else at that point of time. the inquisitive me wanted to burst out,break the chains and splurge into the ocean of questions emerging in my mind diving to find any sensible answer. it was a different time and place.. i loved being lost in the thoughts wondering what difference does it create when i think of him.

'pyaasa kuwein ke paas jata hai, kuwaan pyaase ke paas nahi aata'... i was trembling and fumbling trying to figure out the sensex like motion inside me.. the quench of his presence in front of me, his smell in the things he touched, the electrifying current in his words, the captivating expressions on his face, the tenderness in his hands.. ooh! it was all so vague yet so important for me to experience everyday.. - yeah, my first crush! my teacher!

the urge to approach him and just listen to him, making him happy by doing things that he would appreciate, finding new queries and being pro-active in all his classes.. all of this hold a special place in my heart.. somewhere down the memory lane wen i talk a walk through it today, i feel it was very important for me to fall for an elderly person like my teacher, who drove me, my thoughts, my logic and to an extend my interest in studies.. 

this whole experience is just invaluable, it taught me so many things altogether:

• learning to cope up with the storm of emotions growing inside
• taking a new direction in life, adding meaning to life by following him
• valuing expectations and fulfilling some of those
• going out of your way to bring a smile on somebody's face
• converging your thoughts, energy and power at the same point
• holding the center of your world and rotating just around it in a straight circle
• understanding emotions of life and learning new ones every moment

i owe the transformation from my teens to a mature, voluptuous woman to the man i considered my driving force..

cheers to life!!

P.S. the matter in this blog is purely fake and has no connection to anybody dead or alive.. it has been written purely for the entry of Bigadda contest..