This time the Sunday Scribblings prompt is Crush… first crush, current crush, illicit crush, painful soul-crushing crush..
What I write is really about a school girl’s crush. A very naïve and stupid school girl in that awkward age where one tries to be a grown up but falls flat on her face. 25 odd years ago, we were very immature, not knowing how to handle our emotions. Come to think of it, I still haven’t learnt….
Compared to my last post Ambrosial, this one is rather tame!!
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Painfully yours.....
I was 13 years old, I think. One day my right hand started aching, just like that. I took some painkillers and ignored it. The fleshy part between the wrist and elbow, it reddened and swelled up. Now my parents got worried. So we took an appointment from the doctor. We reached at the appointed time but due to some sort of emergency, the regular doctor didn’t turn up. In place of him, there was this very young doctor, fresh out of medical college. My dad wasn’t too pleased but one look at him, I was thrilled to bits. He asked us to sit down and asked me what was the problem. I showed him my hand. He held it. My heart turned over. When he asked questions regarding that, I forgot to answer. I just kept looking at him idiotically. My dad answered those looking at me with annoyance. The doctor examined my hand, prodding the fleshy part. When he let go of my hand, it was kind of let down. The doctor did not look me into the eyes, wrote down medicines, asking us to come after a week.
As the doctor's clinic was very near our place, I used to go there just to get a glimpse of him. Some days I did see him. But I did not have the courage to say a word. I was a shy 13 year old. The hand did get better but come next week I was ready to go to the doctor, for my hand to be held by him. He was there but so was our family doctor. This time he handled it. The other doctor looked on, I looking at him. To give him credit he did avoid looking at my face. As I did not need any more medication, that was the end of it. I remember it with very vivid details as he was my first crush. I used to think of him but after a while I had huge this crush for West Indies cricket player, Vivian Richards. That is another story altogether...…:)
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