Twenty years ago I came to realize one of the quirkiness of being a teenager. I was totally incapable of acting cool in front of good looking guys. It was beyond my understanding how a class-topper-vice-captain kind of girl would turn into a giggling bunch of nonsense at the sight of a handsome guy.
Like every girl in my high school, I had a crush on the School Captain. Seriously, who doesn’t? But it wasn’t him that turned this smart girl’s brain into a cabbage.
It wasn’t even a boy from our school. I spotted this brown-haired handsomeness outside our school gate, waiting for someone on his striking red bicycle. Each afternoon after the school was over, while waiting for the bus to arrive, I would stealthily glance and sigh at his perfect existence dazzling in the sunlight. This was way before Twilight and Edward, the vampire, came into existence.
So one fine day, I confided to a friend of mine. And blurted out that if she dared to talk to him I would treat her with ice-cream. I have no idea why I said that. See, the brain turns into cabbage!
Now, she was known for being bold. Even her gait was like a military man, resounding and no-nonsense. Without thinking twice off she went, towards the boy. I stood still in utter shock, my heart ready to leap out of the mouth. I watched them talk and laugh and then my heart simply stopped beating as he looked in my direction.
The next few moments of my life are blurry. I must have walked towards them instead of bolting because all I remember is buying milk wali Kulfi for both of them. I do not remember asking anything sensible, probably I was just making noises from my mouth. My friend did all the questioning. Asked him where he studied, which grade etc, while I just stood there smiling like an imbecile.
Oh! to be young and feel the first brush of love and crushes.
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This is the cutest, sweetest, funniest thing I’ve read today.
Awww thank you so much 😍
This was such a fun read, Raj! I never dared to talk to my crush. So there was no question of brain turning into cabbage in front of him. 🙂
Thank you Vinitha. Oh there were many I too never spoke too… So thankfully no more embarrassing moments 😅
This is so cute! Whatever happened to him? oh I remember my first crush too! My school had different shifts for boys and girls. I met him at a special class for entrance exam coaching during the evening stay back. Sigh! I got the cabbage wala feeling too! 😉
This cabbage wala feeling seems to be the highlight of teenage years 😅
Tell us more.. This was fun to read and I have done silly things too. But I won’t just wait to get glimpses than dare talk or smile 😛 And try FLAMES. Do you know that that is?
Fun post, Raji and you left me smiling there.
Flames..YESSSSSSS
Oh yes Flames… So many pages I wasted. And there was another one to calculate percentage as well. What all we did 😅
Loved this! Like Holly, I want to know more. My first crush was my Dad’s Liason Officer – a smart 2nd Lieutenant, whose name I’ve now forgotten. I was all of 13 and he was a commission officer! 😉
Ooooo it’s hard not to fall for a man in uniform 😀
You’ve described me to the T here!! So many times I’ve thought of all the clever, witty things I could have said if only my brain hadn’t turned to mush!
Hahaha there should be a name to this brain turning mush phenomenon 😅
I was all smiles while reading this. I could not help but remember my first crush and how I had become a cabbage 🙂
Hehe we all have a cabbage story. Glad you enjoyed reading 😀
But what happened NEXT? You cannot leave us with this cliff-hanger. I once slipped a valentine’s day card into a senior boy’s locker, then, when it dropped in and I couldn’t get it out again, spent the next week HIDING from him at every turn. He had a girlfriend, but he was so kind – he thanked me, and invited me to his senior biology class so I could dissect a shark with him. (Yeah, that doesn’t sound very romantic, but I was interested in biology and marine life and it was COOL, so, yeah. Decent consolation prize, and frankly, I would not have known what to do with him if I’d hooked him and reeled him in. The SHARK – much easier.)
ha ha ha Holly..et tu
Oh. Hoist by my own petard, I see. You are so right. OK, fine – I’ll write another chapter if you will!
Done deal
I am so looking forward to read both of your stories 😀
Excellent!
@Holly hahaha omg yes I can imagine dissecting a shark would be so much easier. That is such a funny incident. You must be having a good laugh after all these years
Well written!
Thank you
Ha ha, Rajlakshmi, teenage is a time we really don’t know how to behave, with so much happening within the head. You remind me or my teenage too and how butterflies used to fly in the tummy when asked to speak.
Oh yes the butterflies… Days of such sweet innocence 😀