SEDUCED RABBIT ( a nostalgic outlet) It was a pleasant evening , 3 solid hours of sleep courtesy of our very own drill seargent and our class room benches After dreaming about the bournvita and imported chocl8s,my dad would be bringing the very next week, i woke up wid a smug sense of satisfaction, if not a little droopy eyed. I was glad to hear the interval bell ending our oh-so -exciting -day@school After making sure, i looked presantable(the perks of having a mother) i brushed off a heavy layer of dust from my school uniform and joined the milling crowd of students heading towards the buses. yuck!!! I heard a high pitched voice,scream. I paused to see what the commotion was about,peering through the rusted windows of 3-A,i saw the prettiest little girl -ever. Gone instantly were my trivial thoughts of bournvita and imported chocs..All i could see were those mesmerising eyes.i was hooked!!here was a gorgeous little creature,rehearsing to perform at a soon and upcoming drama fest. Their i commensed to sleepless nights and agonisingly long days of my life.i feverishly prayed for the courage i would need to win her heart and thanked god that we were both in the same batch. The year came to an end and my infactuation with her had not diminished for even an instant.The turning point in this tale came one day when i was so overwhelmed wid her that i fainted. I experienced a kind of happiness and peace that i hadnt felt before.I desired to be close to her and hoped for an opportunity to present itself.Happiness comes through a progressive realisation of a worthy objective.I had found that object. One fine day i mustered up the courage and spoke to her to my surprise and delight she took to me quite easily and we became great freinds.I crack up when i remember the boy once i was - the shy intervert.,and how i was transformed entirely due to that pretty face and dimpled - pixie - smile.My life was a dream all i could see was her,Everything else was simply shades of gray. Unfortunately for me pre-school was over and we would be joining different schools.The realisation was all the more bitter-sweet when i heard from a common freind-that she had feelings for me. The very fact that she saw something in me was astounding, to say the least.I had her in the palm of my hand - only to loose her based on circumstances and school affliation. Time moved on and we lost touch,words un-spoken things left un-said. Then one day when i was in my 9th std i had a call on my princess ,after the normal pleasantaries she mentioned that she was to take part in a singing competition I asked her about the details of the show and basked in the sweetness of her voice.I wished her the very best and sincerly hoped she found success in her venture. A few days later i recieved couple of chocl8s from her.Ironically it reminded me of the time when she stormed in to my life while i was day -dreaming of the same chocl8s. oh,Irony how cruel a mistress are you?!! Needless to say she thrived on dat show and here talent and beuty were there for all the world to witness and admire.I was proud to see her on television on the silver screen,making it big!! Buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz wake up kid! How long will u sleep!dont u want to atttend college today! Slouch,loafer,bum! Mummy dearest with her ever loving - children retorts...yet again my pixie eyed - dimpled princess came to hauntme in my dreamz. I smiled to myself and realised - i wasnt a kid anymore.The time had come for me to stop dwelling on the past and to look to the future, create new dreams,goals,aspiration. Moral- Never stain ur nostalgic dream until and unless you involve in a present part of it,bcoz it can make u a multi millionire for a while and a sorded looser in a second..
Posted on: Mon, 17 Mar 2014 04:08:58 +0000
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