My first crush was a 8th grade boy called Rishad. You know, these Muslim guys look so cute and f***able.
We went to the same school and the same class. I was a kid back then and I had a friend called Shiny and the name so so apt becoz her nose used to be very shiny! So, all my confessions were made to her regularly. Like all gals, she found it a bit difficult to hold it back. She went and just 'gave a hint' to Cathy about it and Cathy goes to Sheela and so on and on.
Here I was sitting in my seat staring at Rishad with love eyes. Although I knew that Rishad had sometimes noticed me staring at him, I felt a strange thrill when he used to blush at this. I was not bold, but I knew that Rishad was a bit timid, which gave an extra pound of boldness to my love lightning gazes. So one day, when I was happily filled with my usual treats on him, the school principal turns up take attendance. Suddenly to my utter horrific mortification, Rishad stands up and says in a loud voice- "Look here, I have no interests in having any sort of dilly dally with anyone. If anyone troubles me, I am talking to the Principal straight!" As he finished the statement, he looked at my face for a few seconds before sitting in his newly won throne! I felt my face grow hot with shame. It was as if I was stalking the bastard or something. I was just so innocently looking at him. It didn't end with that though. The whole of the class girls, immediately turn back and look straight at me, as if to empathize.
My love for Rishad ended (rather had to end) when he broke my heart that he never wanted, out straight in public. Looking back I wondered whether he was just doing it to make himself look good in front of his friends, until recently when I went to a party hosted by an old friend. I found Rishad dancing with someone, eyes locked in a deep gaze (which I d never imagined Rishad to be capable of), arms twined, hips touching and swaying.
I couldn't see her face since her back was towards me. She was as tall as him, heavily built, with silky black hair. I thought, maybe he never liked the lanky types!! I was about to leave the place when my old shiny nosed Shiny pops straight from the blue laughing out tears! I felt so horrible assuming that she was laughing at me! Then she dragged me to the other side of the hall. I tried to search for the tall heavy built girl-n-Rishad dancing as one body, but all I could see was a Elvis Persley-like MAN with soft velvety black hair dancing with Rishad. I felt a strange pleasure creeping below my skin.
I went around the party talking to everyone-happily-since he was never meant to be! And thank God!
We went to the same school and the same class. I was a kid back then and I had a friend called Shiny and the name so so apt becoz her nose used to be very shiny! So, all my confessions were made to her regularly. Like all gals, she found it a bit difficult to hold it back. She went and just 'gave a hint' to Cathy about it and Cathy goes to Sheela and so on and on.
Here I was sitting in my seat staring at Rishad with love eyes. Although I knew that Rishad had sometimes noticed me staring at him, I felt a strange thrill when he used to blush at this. I was not bold, but I knew that Rishad was a bit timid, which gave an extra pound of boldness to my love lightning gazes. So one day, when I was happily filled with my usual treats on him, the school principal turns up take attendance. Suddenly to my utter horrific mortification, Rishad stands up and says in a loud voice- "Look here, I have no interests in having any sort of dilly dally with anyone. If anyone troubles me, I am talking to the Principal straight!" As he finished the statement, he looked at my face for a few seconds before sitting in his newly won throne! I felt my face grow hot with shame. It was as if I was stalking the bastard or something. I was just so innocently looking at him. It didn't end with that though. The whole of the class girls, immediately turn back and look straight at me, as if to empathize.
My love for Rishad ended (rather had to end) when he broke my heart that he never wanted, out straight in public. Looking back I wondered whether he was just doing it to make himself look good in front of his friends, until recently when I went to a party hosted by an old friend. I found Rishad dancing with someone, eyes locked in a deep gaze (which I d never imagined Rishad to be capable of), arms twined, hips touching and swaying.
I couldn't see her face since her back was towards me. She was as tall as him, heavily built, with silky black hair. I thought, maybe he never liked the lanky types!! I was about to leave the place when my old shiny nosed Shiny pops straight from the blue laughing out tears! I felt so horrible assuming that she was laughing at me! Then she dragged me to the other side of the hall. I tried to search for the tall heavy built girl-n-Rishad dancing as one body, but all I could see was a Elvis Persley-like MAN with soft velvety black hair dancing with Rishad. I felt a strange pleasure creeping below my skin.
I went around the party talking to everyone-happily-since he was never meant to be! And thank God!
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