It’s been a
long time since I wrote anything sensible here in my blog. The cold, the stress
or perhaps the ‘jumbled-up-thoughts-failing-to-fall-into-place’ situation has
got my skull jammed somewhere at some part. So there’s an urgent need to
de-clutter or I better put it this way : urgent need to write something. The following piece was intended to be kinda romantic. But I can't help if it turns out to be too childish. Please feel free to comment if it does. Well, there's always a chance for improvement, na. ;)
Oh! Be
practical, brat. He spoke to himself. Taking a giant leap from the bed to the
couch, he could not hold himself back from feeling ‘lazy-cum-dumb’. All he
wanted to do was lay flat on the bed and stare at the vast emptiness and revise
that scene again in his mind. Feeling like an idiot is easy he thought, being
one is easier. Why was he turning out to be an emotional fool, of late? Or is ‘romantic’
the appropriate word. ‘Nah’ he brushed aside the word from his train of
thoughts and held the pillow tighter and made a concerted attempt to rest his ‘brimming-with-sparks’
eyes for a few minutes at least.
She was
busy-copying the last lines of the class notes that she had missed the previous
day. Actually, her hands were. Her mind was way deflected from the realms of
redox reactions and their balancing. As she scribbled a few wrong words,
slapped her forehead for making a silly mistake even while copying stuff; she
realized it was no good making a vain attempt to sit back on the table. A leap
of the heart every now and then, the feeling of sinking into a bed of molten lava
of emotions-not burning hot, but exuding a comforting warmth.
If only they
knew that they had been ruling each other’s thoughts for the past few days.
Boarding school churns out the life out of its students at times. Being sophomores
and having a crush is no big deal. Well, these days, even toddlers of class one
boast of having a boyfriend or girlfriend. Funny! But cute. If only they knew
what’s it all about.
...........Had it been
any of his friends, he would have typed one random paragraph embellished with a
word or two speaking of ‘how much he loved her’ and ‘how much he missed her’
without really weighing the pounds those words carried. And the lines would’ve come
out as romantically poetic when flashed as an update in facebook. So easy.
But he did
write something for her:
"When I saw you for
the first time,
Deep inside
there’s a rush
‘cause the
possibility
That you
would ever feel the same way
It’s too
much
Just too
much
Why do I
keep running from the truth?
All I ever
think about is you
You got me hypnotized,
so mesmerized
And I’ve
just got to know
Do you ever
think
When you’re
all alone
All that we
could be?
Where this
thing could go?
Am I crazy
or falling in love??
Do you catch
a breath when I look at you
Are you holding
back like the way I do?
‘Cause I’m
trying, trying to walk away
But I know
this crush ain’t going away..."
[P.S: These
lines are copied from a song, although I played with a few words here and
there. The first time I went through its lyrics, I loved it straight away. So,an
attempt to imbibe it in a blog post. ]
She
responded:
"This crush
ain’t going away ‘cause this crush gonna stay forever. You don’t seem crazy
when you look at me. Why does it make me feel as if you are as much in love with
me as I am with you…
Ecstatically
yours………"
The irony:
the means of communication failed !
The boy
wrote those lines on the wall of the boy’s toilet.
The girl
ended up spoiling her new ball point pen by scribbling the above words on the
faded wall of the girl’s toilet.
Every year
hence, girls of DAV Public School read those words smeared across the pale wall
while entering the wash room. The boys do the same, wondering who was the
modern Shakespeare who could dare to bear the stench of the toilet for a good
amount of time and compose an entire poem sitting there ;)
[P.P.S:
Something
worthy to note. Why do people make scratches on wash room walls (mostly in
schools), walls of old monuments, etc writing ‘I love you’ or the like? Don’t
they have better places to write or can’t they just use that texting option in
their mobile phones to do so and send the message to whosoever they desire to
rather than dirtying these walls. ;) ]