LITTLE TINY CRUSHES: CHAPTER 3 - DOUBLE DHAMAAL

(..CONTINUED FROM CHAPTER 2)

Slowly my hatred towards her decreased. But that doesn’t mean my love towards her increased.(:P) Final exams were nearing, I really need to concentrate on my studies. I knew that, my mind knew that, but, “yeh dil hai k manta nahi”. Whenever I used to open my books for study, her lovely face was diverting my mind. Whenever I would hear a romantic mp3 song, the mpg video would automatically start playing in mind. Final Exams came and gone.  Results also came. I knew this time result would not been up to the mark. As expected I slept one rank below. This time third in the class. Two girls ahead of me. But I was happy, as toral stood first. First time I was not feeling jealous of her. No doubt I had to hear hearing from my parents and tutor, but ye dil sab kuch haste haste sahan kar gaya.

Now we have moved to 10^th std. Everyone reading this might have gone through this phase. An important phase of life, a turning point of career, after which you get a direction in your life. Plus pressure atmosphere created by our relatives and neighbors. Lots of expectations, specially from students who are good at studies. But these people hardly knew about another phase I was going through. My book was opened with some chemistry chapter but in mind another chemistry was going on. I was not mentally stable to study. Vacations passed by and I was eager to see my angel. Finally the day arrived, school reopened again. All were happy to see each other after a long time. But I was waiting for someone else. Finally she entered, our eyes met. She gave a smile, I was confused what to do. My heart started beating fast. I also gave some half smile. I thought “Hasi toh phasi”. I heard in some movie. This was the happiest moment. I wasn’t able to control my feelings. I was lost in her smile. Her smile was very enchanting. I was in her dreams suddenly some irritating noise disturbed my beautiful thoughts. It was the school bell. I saw at the bell very angrily and poured it with some blissful words. ;). Oh I forget to tell, this time our class strength was increased, as both the divisions were combined. So there were lots of new and less familiar faces around.

After few minutes our class teacher entered. Prayer begun. As soon as prayer finished, we all opened our books while on the other side attendance was  being taken. Suddenly heavy rainfall started. And all our attention was diverted outside window. It was the first rain of the season. All were happy and started talking with each other expressing their excitement. Madam was lost for sometime in the rains. But she got control and told us to be silent by striking the duster very hard. All went silent. All of a sudden there was some voice at the entrance, a sweet voice, saying “Madam, may I come in”. My eyes sprung at the entrance. A girl, half wet, with cute face and sweet voice was asking permission from teacher to enter. Due to rain, her hair were also wet. Water dripping from her curls and touching the red cheeks made my heart to stop pump for seconds. Madam asked her the reason for being late. She said her cycle was punctured and then due to heavy rains, she was late. Madam believed her excuse and allowed to enter. My eyes were stuck to her till she went to her desk. I lost my concentration when madam was shouting my roll no. and my partner shaked me. I said “yes yes ..present”. I was frightened for a moment. But all was fine. My partner saved my attendance. I asked him about the girl. He told me that she is AISHWARYA, from the other division. He tried to tease me, but I showed that I am least interested in all these stuff.

After attendance, madam told all the students to get up and come with their bags in front. All were confused what was going on. All followed her orders. Then madam called one boy’s name and one girl’s name and told them to sit on first bench. I guess u got it. Yes, boy-girl partners each desk (my favourite). Suddenly a thought passed my mind.  “how would it be if I get Toral as my partner?”.  Another thought also passed my mind. “how would it be if I get AISHWARYA as partner?”. I was in confusion whom to pick. I was begging god from inside, “Please god, either aishwarya or toral”. Finally my number came, I was told to sit on the second desk. My partner’s place was still empty. My prayers were still on. Finally madam spoke. “Roll no. 21”. My eyes were on both the girls expecting one to step out.

Keep guessing guys. Who is roll no. 21? Will it be Toral or Aishwarya?  Or some one else.? Wait for the next chapter. Happy monsoon J

(..to be continued..) 

LITTLE TINY CRUSHES: CHAPTER 2- INTRODUCTION TO NEW WORLD

(..CONTINUED from CHAPTER 1)
Days passed, now she was becoming the center of attraction for everyone. Due to her fluency in English, teacher used to promote her in all activities. She was active in all the activities. I was keenly observing her. Some days after the result, a new surprise was waiting for me. I got news that my old bestie, Prasad was returning in my school again. He left school three years before and was studying at pune in boarding. But due to some reasons he left the school from between the academic session. He got admission in our class as his mother was teacher in our school. We had very healthy relation earlier. We used to sit on the first bench together always. His mother, my madam, was also happy for our friendship. Now as he is returning back, I was damn excited to see him. Old memories got freshen up. As soon as he entered, I was the first to greet. He was also happy to see me. We sat together. Classes started.
As the day passed, I was observing him very carefully, he was very much changed. The boy who didn’t even use abuse languages was now raining abusive words in his every sentence. I was just shocked!! Later in recess, all our frnds gathered around him. And he was telling about his hostel lyf. Whatever he told was like a movie thing. He told how they used to bunk classes and go for a movie, flirting with girls around class, going for date, touching a gal, kissing, and all the adult things. Everyone in group was listening very carefully to his talks. It was like an experienced man giving lecture to amateurs. All were on the stepping stone of teens, his talks very really exciting them all. He told us “u r not enjoying even the 10th percent.” All this behavior of his was making me uncomfortable. My thinking was that these are not made for us. Its all for the college boys. We are still studying!! The respect for him decreased in my eyes. The talks which he did was still running in my minds. At home when I was studyin , I was not able to concentrate on my studies. I was thinking on every word he said. “Why do gal and boy kiss? It is so irritating. What is sex? Are girls also bad? “ and all the rubbish things which shouldn’t have come was coming in my thoughts. It was making my mind corrupted. Next day in recess again his session started. This time he told how sex is done? All were keenly listening to him. I was not sitting with the group but still I could hear his voice. Though my mind was ignoring him, my ears were listening him. He asked everyone did they watch any adult movie. All were like what is that and where does it come. He explained in detail what is shown in such movies. He also gave some channel nos. where they show such movies after 12. After this I just stepped out of the class. I was full on tension. My mind was thinking about all his words. I was not able to control on my thoughts. His every word was ruling on my mind. I knew this is all bad, but I cant do anything. I couldn’t understand what was happening to me. Finally I decided not to spend more time with him. He is a bad guy and may spoil me also. So I kept distance with him now.
Two three days passed and everything became normal. I forgot all those things. (Not actually!) I regained my concentration in studies and other activities. Sometimes when frnds used to talk about some hot film or actress, that thoughts used to pass my mind and again I used to think on it. Well that became a routine now. It affected my second exam result. This time I was neither 2nd nor 3rd…direct 4th rank. I felt ashamed of myself. I knew what mistake I had done, but I couldn’t explain it to my parents nor the tutor. I just simply listened the scoldings and assured them I will do good in finals.
Friend’s charm was over now. I was back in my studies. In these period, I forgot about TORAL. Once a thing happened. I was watching a movie, a love story, and dunno why this time I was loving it more. The thought of Toral passed through my mind. A song was being played in which hero and heroine were dancing with hands in hands and giving all lovely postures with smiles. I lost in that song and now hero was replaced by me and heroine….well I don’t need to mention that. I was enjoying the song, suddenly something struck in my head and I came out of my dreams. It was my sister. She asked “what happened? where have u lost? Movie is over. Now go for sleep.” I was just smiling at her and then went to bed. While sleeping, I dreamt about her. Whole movie story ran in my dream, with only difference of hero and heroine. A scene came in which Toral was being taken away by villan and she was shouting my name. I woke up with a sudden jerk with some words in my mouth. Then I came to know it was my mother who was shouting at me. Again a smile came to my face. I sat on the bed and thought why she came in my dreams. Is this love??

LITTLE TINY CRUSHES: CHAPTER 1- STEPPING IN THE TEENS

Hi friends, this is Suraj here, with my own story of love.. or should I say loves…… Yes, you heard it right LOVES. Every teenage boy or girl at the age of 13 or so is attracted to lots of things. I heard somewhere that’s due to the change of hormones, who cares, everyone enjoys that change. Didn’t you? Yes is the obvious answer. The same happened with me too. My world was changing around me or should I say I was watching the world with a different angle.

15th june and some year, I have entered 9^th standard, now I m in high school. My school dress has changed, shorts got converted to pants. A feeling of seniority came in me. Along with that came some changes in my body too. I dunno when I started staring mirror more. Was kool in my hair style, dressing and everything. Wanted to be the coolest dude. Well, but the competition wasn’t so easy. Movies which were felt bakwaas suddenly felt interested. Heroine was looking more beautiful. Girls in the class were also found interesting. Everything was just very nice. In our class we had a specific arrangement of sitting boys with gals, which changed periodically every month. Up to 8^th nothing happened in sitting with gals, but this time something different was happening, some feeling of shyness came. Me any my friends normally used to change our places after class teacher’s lecture. Hardly boys sat with gals whole day. The days were goin as usual. A thought passed my mind one day: “ Why are boys not ready to sit with gals although in future they have to marry wid gals?” I decided, I will not change my place. My curiosity to know more about gals increased. That forced me to be around gals whenever I get chance. To hear their talks. To have a chance to talk with them. Though I was sitting with a gal, I hardly talk with her. The talk was just restricted to studies. That’s all. I wanted to talk but something was stopping me. May be my friends ignorance to gals. That made me too not to talk with gals. We normally had fights between gals and boys. That was a daily matter. Every week a new complaint of changing the seat used to come with class teacher.

I was a very sincere boy of my class. Used to top in every exam, till “she” got admission in our class. Yes, she, TORAL PATEL, the gujju NRI from USA, transferred all the attention of teachers to herself from the day she joined. She was brilliant, fluent English, calculative in maths,..everything. She was top in every subject. Her computer like handwriting was the main attraction (This I came to know afterwards). I was now drawn in full of jealousy. On other side I was feeling some unusual also. Something in heart was running fast. Whenever she entered class eyes were just stuck to her. She was just like an Apsara. Very fair. There was hardly any gal in our class with such a fair skin. No competition. I was doin all this hiding from my friends eyes, else they wont keep me in their group. First exam arrived. It was September. All were busy in exam studies. Me too was trying hard, as this time the competition has become tougher. But was overconfident too. ” I knew everything”.

Exams went good. As usual I felt this time also I will be the topper. But surprise was waiting for me. The D day arrived. All classmates have arrived with their parents in the classroom. All were anxiously waiting for their results. (But I was waiting for someone else.) I saw some of my friends getting their fingers crossed. After some time, she arrived. This time she was not in the school dress. She was wearing white top and blue jeans accompanied by her mother which looked like her sister, so young and maintained. Everyone in the class was staring at her. I knew about boys but dunno why gals watched her! My dream broke with the arrival of class teacher along with the bunch of mark sheets in her hand. All of them rose up with their hearts pumping out. One by one teacher called students with their parents according to their numbers and handed them the marksheets. Side by side she also discussed the strength and weakness of the students with the parents. My turn came. I was with my father. I confidently went to receive the marksheet. I knew I was goin to make it to top. As soon as I saw my marksheet, every marks were according to my expectation. I was happy. But , suddenly madam told, “why did you got 2^nd rank, this time? You are not studying well. Study well next time.” I was literally shocked!!! If I am 2^nd with such good marks then who is 1^st? after hearings from madam, dad also told something which I was hardly listening. My mind was just trying to guess who is that person who defeated me? After some time, madam told in a loud voice, “Congrats TORAL, you got 1^st. very good beginning ”. And there went my eyes towards her. She was very much happy. I couldn’t control my jealousy. I was running with hot blood in my body. How could she take away my rank? Now every teacher was praising her. No one was with me. I felt alone, depressed, frustrating and full of anger. I saw in movies when villan use to keep the dart board and photo of hero on it and then point with the darts. I was feeling the same, wish I had her photo.

(…TO BE CONTINUED)