I have never been very good looking or very fashionable either but i am not bad, a presentable personality pleasing i would say....my dimples have got something to do with that...
So like everybody else (i guess) i had a crush at my aerobics class and the most obvious guy had won my heart...any guesses ??? ...well it was the instructor
The thing about being in love / having a crush is, every little gesture he does makes you feel he likes u too :)
- he greets with a smile when you enter the class ( OMG he likes me too !!)
- he points out an exercise you do well (OMG he likes me too !!)
- he points out to someone else too (Oh, hes just covering up to not make appreciating me too obvious)
- he takes your name (OMG he likes me too!! he remembers my name... tho it might just be a class of 15 people n you have been there for 3 months)
- he smiles while you leave, OK guys c u tomorrow (OMG he likes me too !! even though ur the one who hasn't taken eyes off so obviously his eyes will meet yours at some point)
Anyway attending the class seemed to be the most exciting thing for me to do 3 days a week and recalling every little bit of the class, waiting to attend the class was the most exciting thing to do rest of the days.
Life is really happy when you love someone or so as u assume you do.
Anyway back to my story, the batch was coming towards an end just 2 3 more days to go and then the classes were breaking for summer vacation for a nerve wrecking 1 dreadfully long month...
It was the last day of my class, we were all bidding each other good bye...everyone was going and talking to "him" but i somehow had never been able to approach anybody i had a crush on. mainly because i was out of topics to talk on.
Like what would i even ask him about ??? what are you doing for vacations :P where do you stay ..... what and why he wasn't like a friend or something...
So i was packing my bag rolling my mat....changing out of my aerobics shoes into my comfy chappals (slippers) .
'Hey' and i turned around OMG OMG it was him ...i couldn't even take a deep breath and relieve the pressure of excitement in my heart.
'Hey' i replied as cool as i could sound, though i was pretty confident that i was good at keeping my emotions from going 'on display'
I continued "i was just about to come to you , you are a great instructor , your classes are super fun" (words just blabbed them self out of my mouth involuntarily, i wanted to drop my bag and run away so far to never return, i don't know why :P )
He said " Thanx , you are good at your work outs, you must continue , i am hoping to see you in the next session too , have a great vacation". Was i going to faint or what.
Anyway i pulled my self together, waiting to get home, to my room and look into the mirror and give myself the smile of a lifetime :D and jump into a yayayyyaaayyyyaaayyyyyy
But i had things to do , i had to go to the post office, parcel a courier to my uncle, in the same building.
The guys behind the office desk seemed to be in no hurry to go home, chatting away sipping tea and serving people so slowly, with no hint of embarrassment.
After a little spat with the courier guy over the extra charges i was done, feeling a little upset i entered the lift, lumped myself in my comfort spot - right hand corner of the lift at the back when the lift opened, someone entered n i didn't bother to look up.
'Hey going home so late'
And it was him , i froze in that slump posture and said 'ya had some work at the post office'
I tried to get my self busy into the mobile again, when i saw my ugly feet the nail polish coming off , different colours on both feet one toe nail painted a bright yellow with black dots (i wasn't going to forgive my sister for practicing nail art all her life), my fingers spread out like a small Chinese fan with all the weight on them (that's how bad they looked to me) and i stole a look at him, so that if he was busy i could pull my feet back, without making it apparent ...but he was staring down as well and for some reason i imagined that he had nothing better to do than stare at my ugly feet.
The three floors seemed like an eternity.
I was glad when the lift opened, he said a quick bye and left....and i hated my feet myself ...my sister and the whole world that moment....
The summers vacations passed by and i never rejoined the class....Oh no ! not because of the feet incident...but because i had got a job. Anyway i had gotten over that ugly feet incident long back and also 'him' for reasons unknown :)
Signing off
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