Anyways, so yea me and the opposite sex is actually a memoir aimed at capturing some highlights of my past ... good and bad both but more importantly the ones that just keep bugging me time and again . I just cant let go of them or maybe couldnt let go. I hope keying them down might actually help me get rid of them for good or so I hope.
So here it goes.... I have always had these weird encounters with girls ( opposite sex is kinda creepy..) .. i dont know if i was the only one who felt that way. So after double checking i can proudly say there are 6 in all.... yes 6 females who have been there and are still there .... just wont let me move on ( i did move on from 1 to 6 ... but this it ... no more... i need to clear the cache !!!! )
I think what can help the cause is if i jus write what crosses my mind when i think of them .... maybe then i'll be ok..
1. Ms Bird ... thats the literal meaning of her name . She was the first one. One who sends that sweet shock down your spine. Makes you think of her day in and out. The most prominent memory and the one that crosses my mind time and again is of the month of May about 12 years ago !! ... it was lunch recess. I was standing outside the class leaning against the wall , my eyes fixed on the classroom door at the far corner waiting for her to come out. Just then she did come out with her friends by her side hand in hand , smiling to glory , killing me inside with each step she took ... She was looking at me but talking to her friend and not for an instance breaking the gaze. She passed me by still holding the gaze , gave me the sweetest of the smiles and then turned round the corner. That was the day i left the school and the day the 15 days old romance ended. Her face still lingers and i keep on thinking what if .....
2. Ms Friend of the Society .... thats the literal meaning of her name. This one i admit was love at first sight. Thunderbolt ?? Yes ladies and gentlemen , indeed it was. Saw her enter the bus giggling , the prettiest schoolgirl , playfully teasing an 8 year old kid, exchanging hi's with one and all and finally stopping to talk to me. Pure magic i say. 4 years she was around me and i could not say it. Among the several beautiful memories of her there's a bitter one which just takes away all the sweetness. It was summer time and on that day there was a bus strike. So autos were the only only modes of communication. She was with me and we hired an auto to go home. He asked for 100 bucks which we initially decided to share. But here i must state ---> I WAS BROKE ... not a penny in my pocket. Anyway so the ride was awesome. The sweltering heat could not take away the wonderful time we both had. I could tell from her face. In that one hour i knew more about her than i had known in the last 4 years. But like all fairytales this one had to end too. So there is this place which is about 2 miles from my place and about 1.5 miles from hers but the directions were opposite. So she got down but i wanted her to take the auto, i could have walked. But i knew i had no money to give. My ego did not allow me to borrow from her. So as soon as she stepped out, i told the auto walla to drive and just waved at her. She was taking money out from her wallet but we dint wait. So i left just like that .... no goodbyes ... no nothing .... just raced away .. This was the last day i ever saw her or spoke to her. Rumor has it that soon after that day she went abroad.
3. Ms Poo ... her nickname. This one was very short ... mostly from her side but soon enough i got equally involved. The sweetest memory is in coed mess. I was coming up the mess stairs to get dinner. She was sitting with all of her friends right across from where the staircase ended. As i look back it seems that they were waiting for me only coz as soon as our eyes met the mess was filled with chants of Vishal and Poo ... I could have done it then . Brought it out in the open and my life perhaps would have been different but as u might have guessed i dint. And soon enough the chants also faded and so did the romance. But the memory still lingers....
4. Ms Victory ... yes sir she was one helluva girl. The first real crush i must concede. Saw her about 6 years ago from the tinted window of a third hand cab and there she was dressed in a white salwar kameez about to sit on a bike beside a college senior (I secretly hated with no apparent reason and from that instant hated him even more ) . However, the hatred soon dissolved when the bloke next to me (worried looking at my pale face) informed that the senior was indeed her Brother !!! ... I was born again that day .... Though i remember everything about her the strongest memory is when i saw her dance on the stage. That was something. She often comes dancing into my dreams and just perks me up whenever i feel low but i need her out too. She has somehow taken away something away from me ... its been 2 years now.. she needs to go too.
5. Ms Limitless .... she indeed doesnt have any. Can go to any lengths to irritate you with her stupid comments and her stupid hair. The sweet part is too sweet to forget i think. The bad part is too bad to keep. The dance in the rain, the kiss, the song , the dance yet again will always be there with me ..... i just need to get rid of the bad part. I hope i do.
6. Ms Goddess ... or is she. Deceptive ?? I think yes... Sweet ?? yes .. maybe. Do i know her ?? I thought i did ... Whatever i do , just cant seem to figure her out. The moment i think i have everything sorted out , she just brings me flat down on my face and i'm lost again. Pehli mulakat : Saw her talking on her phone trying to blend in with the crowd .... all strangers ... meeting for a common cause. She first struck me for the intellectual type ... all brain ... soon figured out there was more to that smile. I think i fell for her when i saw her after about 4 months from the first encounter. I think the smile did me in yet again. Remember the first one was also about the smile too.... The fact that she could so easily guess what was going on inside my head kind of amazed me. I felt myself losing control i think and so distanced myself from her obviously against natural instinct. I dont know what would have happened if i hadnt done that and dont even want to second guess. The fact is i'm in too deep to turn back and try to make it right. I'm done with it .... I hope she lets me be.
So i think this is it. Everything there is to it is finally here.... phew. I hope i get to have a good night's sleep now. I need to get up early tomorrow. Goodnight.
