This post is based on The Daily Post’s prompt First Crush!
Who was your first childhood crush? What would you say to that person if you saw him/her again?
Human minds work in mysterious ways. Mysterious are the ways of life and love. I was very young, maybe 3 to 4 years old. I was there besides a handpump waiting for my turn to take bath. I recall there were many young girls taking bath. They were many years older to me. There was one girl named Bundi. She was my friend and we had played together.
I didn’t know I had feelings for her.
( Well, give a four year old some space and leeway please!)
As we were taking bath, I heard those girls talking about Bundi’s marriage. In Indian villages, girls used to get married at a very young age. As soon as I heard about her marriage, something hit me hard in my heart and stomach. I felt as if she was being taken away from me. I felt as if she was mine and being forcibly taken away. Well that was it. I neither said anything to her nor heard from her thereafter. I can’t even recall her face. I can’t even recall my own face.
If I see her again?
Well, she’s not she.
I am not me.
A lot has changed.
You can’t take bath in the same river twice.