Unknown Love

The first time I felt I was in love was in class second. He was tall, fair and intelligent. He would score a perfect grade in science and a perfect score in maths. He was good at sports and dancing. He left the school next year.

The second time I thought that I was in love was in class 6th. He was in class 7th. He was tall, dark and handsome with a thin line of early puberty mustache on his face. He was the son of my English teacher. His school bus would stand next to mine allowing me few moments of serenity while I look at him. Every day he would come to surf the internet in a nearby cyber cafe. I would go there at the same time too. To catch a glimpse of him I would go to his class to help Miss Shukla with her books and test papers. He was smart and I became smarter for him. He left the school next year.

The third time I fell in love was in class 9th. He was my best friend. He was the tall, dark and average looking guy with a beautiful heart and most gentle touch. He would help me out with my homework. He became the reason for my first message pack, my first email ID, my first GTalk password, my first Wechat application and last but not the least, the first guy with whom I discussed my periods. We fell in love, got deeply attached and ruined our friendship. In disguise of my Mr. Right, my childhood friend was standing in front of me, almost making me believe that this would last. I thought I knew I was in love. He left the school and the city.

My heart broke a little. He became a memory in my heart like an old rose kept in a forgotten book. I have still not thrown that rose away. He is a memoir. The final time I fell in love was the freshman year of college. He was not tall, not handsome and extremely shy. He felt different. A little too nice for this ruthless world. He was my first kiss, my only hug and a guy my father loved. He is a pillar, He is a weakness. He has not left the city and my life. However, I am still figuring out if it is actually love or not. I guess I will never know when I am in love.