Often I used to think why people go so crazy over a stupid
crush, its over-reacting, exaggeration and total foolery. Did not quite exactly believe in the
constitution, that one look could make you go mad, crazy, go weak on your knees,
only to want more. Ahh !! When I look
back, I think was it actually me who had a crush, like really, on a GUY
(because I am generally found checking out girls) and that too just on looks.
So a little flashback, I used to think that my crush was a
guy full of attitude and too be honest, to full of himself. That’s why I did
not develop any fondness for him, for quite a long time, though I landed up
seeing him every day. Now this one night, I see him in my dream and I go gaga
over him from the next day. I was happy about one thing, was saved from getting
bored, I had someone to stalk (for the first time) and yes I was not the only
one, so many girls had a crush on him. Imagine all of them standing in one of
the common area to get a sneak peak of him. It was outrageous and hilarious,
cause none of us had the guts to go and talk to him, let alone pass a friendly
smile.
Going to watch him do anything, eat, sleep, play (well watching
him sleep was not on list, strike it out), and our friends nudging us, whenever
he passed except for balloons flying, flowers blooming and romantic music
playing, everything happened, we kinda skipped a beat. But THE MOMENT was when
I got a fb message from him. I guess he realized I had a crush on him, thanks
to my super expressive face. We started
talking and we stopped, thanks to my numbness and stupidity, I used to get so
lost.
Indeed I got so lost, that I did not even acknowledge this
one friend who had started to like me.
We used to chat and tease each other with the silliest of people in
college, and we realized we both had a crush, I guess he thought he was my crush. I am a curious soul, so I started nagging
him, to know who the lucky girl was, never to dream that it was actually me
(embarrassing, I know) and when I was asked, I had to admit, “Dude, I am sorry
it’s not you, but someone else”
It was weird, me discussing my crush with the guy who had a
crush on me. I readily going out with him, letting him buy me flowers and treat
me. All at the mercy of heart, the phase was crazy and just not me. And yes,
out of sight, out of mind was the end result of my crush, sad for him, he faded out of my dream. Out of
everything, the question that would remain alive forever is “ Who is your crush/my crush?”
