Never thought that I was open enough to write a blog, but nonetheless I have tried my hand at it… hope this post will serve a good starter for one of my passions – putting into words my thoughts, for the sake of the whole wide world….
My First Kiss that never was
“T was another humid night. My eyelids were engaged in a fierce contest with my eyes, the former trying to get the slightest of peeks into a book I had been reading for sometime then, the latter trying to usher in the bliss of solitude….
T was another dull evening, I thought. I was eagerly waiting for something to happen, or someone to come by… but who or what was it that I waited for was not very clear to me. In the far end of the bendy road there came treading softly on the concrete pavement of the street, a beautiful woman. I did not recognize her at first sight.. but as she came closer .. it became clear as to who she was… She was the throb of my heart, and she walked to where I had stood. As she stopped near me, she looked into my eyes and I was paralyzed. My mind wanted to stare away but my eyes wouldn’t. I realized then that I was under a spell, the spell of love….
T was deep in the night, and the new moon was so full and beautiful that even the most beautiful queen would look at her and feel timid… I was seated beside my heart–throb, and we rode on in a bus I suppose, not knowing where the path led us.
“Why do you worry my love… it had been long now that we have planned to elope… why now a discerning countenance???”
“Nay my lady… it is not for the future I am worried, for I know that a future with you would be naught but happiness… but it is for the past that I long.. for my kin for the beautiful house… and for the flush green meadows, and for my kind friends who would do anything for me and will play with me without cognizance of time or thought…… ah these will surely be missed by me…”
“Will I not miss my past dear??? But against the promise that a future with you it fades in pale comparison…..”
She looked into my eyes. For a moment I felt as though I was under a spell, and that was the last thing I remembered till I woke up in a small room, looked like a bedroom. There was no one there but for me. I got up from the bed in haste, as I realized that I was alone in there. Just as I could realize the chill seeping up my nerves, I felt a hand running through my back. It was her again. I knew then I had no control over myself, for my mind wanted to move but my body wouldn’t … She brought her lips close to mine and they stood like two rose–petals just waiting for the wind to bring them together…
It happened then. For the first time I tasted her lips… and they were sweet… Those lips seemed to have a life of their own then, independent, not paying their masters heed to part with the other… for one moment in time they looked as though they were only one set of lips there in that bed.. only one person… but that moment was eternity
Wham!! That was the next sound that I heard. But before I could realize what was happening a shrill sensation (I am not able to realise exactly what it is) began to flood my head. (‘What the ####?’) It was a king size dumbbell (I used to exercise then) standing by my side, and I appeared as though it was standing tall, grinning, after completing the greatest purpose of its existence.. I turned to see who it was that threw the dumbbell but before I could turn my head… Wham!! again (‘Bloody …#@$@#^^& …’). I thought I was going to loose my consciousness … but the inner strength in me kept my mind awake propelling it with sheer rage, and at last I managed to hear these words (and I recognized it was my mum saying those words) “Bloody lazy idiot, how long have I been trying to wake you up!!!!!..”,
Now it pained… not because I was just bombarded by two king-size dumbbells but because I just realized that the kiss I just had… my first kiss........ was a kiss that actually never was
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That was the thing that went through my head before I had lost my consciousness, again…
But here was a good buddy of my badly heart ego saying “don worry dude, this time may be something more!!!!” “
Here ends the narrative of a friend of mine…….. Madly in love ……….. do not worry though, he was perfectly in his senses when he had gotten up… 16 years of taking countless blows in his head has to count for something right? Now he is just like any other person… he may be even writing his own blog right now………….
