I was studying in fifth standard in my first formal school ie, Bishop MMCSPM High School. She was studying my class. A sweet cute girl. Her name is Vineetha (The name is real). She came to our class after the first term. I can still remember the day when she came to our school for the first time. She came in a cream colour MARUTHI car with her parents. We all boys were excited at the arrival of the new beauty to our class. I've to say, that time she was the most beautiful girl in my class. Till that time i considered the gals as my enemies (like all other boys of that age, but situations have improved a lot nowadays). But once i saw her my, enemity to the 'girl kind' melted.
It all started when one of my friend told me that he loves her. Then i too felt that if he can why not me too. So i decided to take her as my dream girl. She was the favorite of teachers too. She had a good hand writing (teachers say like that but i never felt like that,neway i had to make myself believe my selection isn't wrong). Also she topped the class tests. I began to dream of her all the time. I even dreamed of she becoming my neighbor and we fallingin love that way and so on..(there was a small plot to be sold next to my house that time). I even prayed for her and put money in "Vanchippetti" in mosque for 'getting' her. It went on like that.Slowly I realized that we two weren't the only ones who where after her. Almost half of the boys in my class were in "deep love" with her . But i didn't care .Then our Christmas exams came. I don't remember of my performance, whatever it be. On the last day of my exam i was so sad that em gonna miss her for ten days. I spend each day thinking and dreaming of her alone. And then the school reopened after new year. I was so happy to be there once again. I eagerly went to class.
One the first day she wasnt there. But i was ready to wait. She wasnt there in the class second day also. May be she isn't back from her native place or something, I hoped. I waited, so do the whole class (only the masculine gender part). Days went by... And............. after some four or five days.............. we came to know from the teacher that, she left the school. She has been in india only for a short while. So all our dreams SHATTERED. And thus ended my first love story. Till date i haven't seen her again or heard of her. But this isnt the end, more angels are yet to come.....As it says in HUMTUM, Zindagi bahuth Lambi hai......
