Crush At First Sight :-)

After much awaiting the clock stroked 12! I was surrounded by silent atmosphere in hazy light. My heart racing to a Speed like never before. I was growing more anxious and tensed, murmuring to myself ‘should I or should not’. Phone constantly slipping from hands, it was like mind has gone numb and heart yelling ‘you are such a loser Mas’. Its been 6 years and you are the same. Dialing a 10 digit number and conveying birthday wishes to one person seem to be impossible task to you and you are growing pale and blue in color as if you have seen a ghost. What about the plans you have been making from past one month? The beautiful collages? Your enthusiastic videos?  Baked cakes and tempered chocolates? They are just meant to add to your memory. Keep it safe. Lying on bed, I closed my eyes and  went back in the world of my fantasy  and recollecting as to how it all got started.

It was in the year of 2011, in the month of March, month of spring which commenced the spring of love in my life. I was in my first year of engineering in one of the most popular and cool colleges of the Deccan city. I sat on the dais of stadium cheering up ‘come on zee come on Mazz bag the trophy’. I was at the basket ball court, waiting for my besties. It was 4 in the evening. Further from my place I saw a bike combination of grey and black color coming towards my way, sunset rays were falling on the rider and were reflected back through his glasses and his fair color shinning more in the evening time gave a very spectacular view, his lanky yet healthy personality enhanced the bike look. He parked the bike just opposite to me and I stood there gaping at him just like frogs stare when crabs enter there well. He got down and stood with a height of 6ft he seemed around 22 yrs of age .Tucked in lemon yellow blue jeans and with casual flip flops gave a very sophisticated look and his actions were very eye catching. He seemed to be a North Indian and I belonged to south. His face resembled Mahesh Babu of tollywood with extra cuteness. The more I was seeing him, the more I was getting into the state the collywobbles. As soon as the moment I saw him I felt the touch of cool breeze. It was like some one playing guitars behind me and I was completely mesmerized in his tune and the showering rose petals on me. In those 5 minutes my imagination rose to its peak. I felt like the cupid popped up suddenly and rang the love bell in me. I never had such vibes in my 18 yrs of life.The Bollywood in me was dripping slowly and slowly. I never believed in the concept of first love. But what was this? I am not sure if it was love at first sight but I understood it was "Crush at first sight”. Wondering who is this chap in my college vicinity, I went curious to find out more about him. I conquered complete information about him. Then we became friends on social network. Of course little chat but with sweetest person I have ever come across. How can some one be handsome and sweet at the same time. So down to earth and loaded with patience who handled my insanity with such an ease. His traits seemed to me like a sanskari yet modern dude of a daily soaps and I got fixed on him. He is going to be my hero for the rest of my life.. After just two months of friendship my cute little story came to a halt. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought my cute little one side story will come to a halt. My spy and my sources that I had assigned behind him forgot to get the most important information. How can they just fail to get the fact that he is none other than brother of my best friend Zee!!! Zee, was a melodramatic person in my life and eventually the villain of my story. I was totally astonished when my friend uttered me such words “My brother is just too much to your face, my brother is awesome and you are awe. Have you ever looked at yourself in mirror, no beauty, no figure, not even rich and you dream of my brother”. Tears rolled down my eyes not because I had to listen the truth but because I had to listen this from the mouth of the person whom I considered as my best friend. And he walked away, but gave me a choice, “me or my brother choice is yours”. I was astonished
I was shattered badly, I cried a lot but I have taken the decision, what my heart has told me. I chose zeeshan over rahil. I believe more in friendship than love. No matter how rude he was to me, he was my friend first and I must understand his situation too, else I would fail my self as a friend. I stealthily walked away from social life, but could not kill the feelings, the insanity for Him. He existed to me in my dreams, in my talks, my spy, my sources, my info,  my thoughts, my stories, my gossips, my poems, my fantasy, my imagination!
And so 6 years passed away with the same feeling which dwells so freshly in my heart. The sweetest thing ever happened to me..!!,

Today is march 26, time 12, my eyes staring at his number which I stole from zeeshan’s mobile, in a dilemma to contact or not. I know like,\ every year, even this year will pass wishing him to picks and pen down in diary and all plans I planned was putting it to myself. But with a hope one day will surely come, this beast will surely win her beauty. Fairy tales do happen!

PS :Happy Birthday Rahil