So Ok tags me and does my mom a huge favor. One of those cranky senti posts on this blog made her ask me a few questions. On a GTalk call. And I told her, I’ll tell you in good time. She said ok. So here she goes, this is for her. I am sure she can guess a few. So don’t ask me for clues, mom! :P
R (5th std): Yes. You read it right. Fifth standard. I have good memory if you didn’t know. I didn’t know what crushes were back then and also no idea if this qualifies as one. But I still remember this girl. She was damn cute and used to cry when she got bad marks(<85). This was in PSBB (KKN). I moved to Bombay during sixth. I came back for my engineering. And guess what? I did see her(note: not meet). In Kamala theatre once. And some other place once. Believe me, I was so disappointed. She lost the cuteness. Or my standards had shot up. :P
MR (7-8th std): She was this B-E-A-utiful girl in school. But never even befriended her. I was too shy back then. Some believe I still am. I am not. Anymore. Its been long since I gave away from those inhibitions. I digress. It warrants a separate post.
SM (10-12th): The major one. She was cute. She looked like a kid. Or were we all kids back then? There was something in her that I couldn’t let go for a long time. We became best of friends. She started going around with a common friend. And she got fed up with him. And I abetted in showing him the door. :) We drifted apart after I moved to Madras.
Xg(college) : Yes, I borrow Ok’s abbreviation. Less said about her the better. Totally regretful. So, stiff upper lip!
M (college): This is my friend’s cousin. I’ve met her only once. She was oh-so-appealing. I developed this huge crush for her and told my that friend and other friends. I couldn’t do anything about it. No one could. No one will. She is two years elder and has a steady boyfriend. He is well built if I remember correctly from that one meeting. Period.
So this song appears for the second time in this blog. Watch the video here. Quite a funny song and video.
And I’ll sit and wonder
Of every love that could’ve been
If I’d only thought of something charming to say