5. MY FIRST KISS

Staring at my Facebook messages of those pretty girls, "You will get much better than her bro.” suggested Kartik. He advised me to move on and choose better option. All his suggestions went out of my mind as I had already made Nisha the princess of my heart. I was ready to sacrifice all those beautiful girls for her. 

From far away, we saw Dipika heading towards us. Our eyes enlarged and mouth went open when we saw her coming with a pleasant smile. I took my mind back in time and tried to figure it out her purpose of coming. I remembered one of those messages was from a girl who was a mutual friend of her. One who flirted in front of Nisha. So, my mind prepared for it. I was ready to answer all questions related to her. 

But! But! But! 

Our jaw dropped and breathe stopped for a while when she said to me, “Nisha wants to talk to you. She is waiting near the river bank. Go talk to her. It’s something important.” 

I threw my bag on Kartik and ran towards the river bank, which was just beside our school. She stood firm and confident in her patiala type uniform. She was looking a decent Punjabi girl with locks over her face covering half of her left eye. Her nose pin pierced my heart. Everything gave her a killer look. Cool breezes of river fluttered her hair in air and landed on my broken heart. I lost in her beauty she radiated, as I gazed at her from so close after thousands of years. In a soft heart-healing voice, she said, "We can be friends and stay together".

I don’t know what happened to me. Tears rolled down my eyes. My face enlightened with a pleasant smile. A miracle happened in my life once again. She disrupted the wall we had created between us and I breathed with ease. All my broken pieces once again came back to life. Tears kept flowing from my eyes. I couldn’t control my tears and smile too. My throat dried, and I couldn’t utter a single word.

I wanted to tell her how badly I missed her all those days, thinking about her day and night. I dreamt of her every time with open eyes. All awaken nights missed her text messages. My wet eyes told everything silently. My tears filled her eyes with tears of joy. My love for her didn’t allow me to let my sweetest heart cry. I wiped out my tears and said, “If it is OK to you then I am ready.” By saying this, trust me, I wanted to hug her tight. I wanted to tell her how badly I needed her in my life. I craved for a hug but it was a public place and people all around were already staring at us from a long time, as I was crying and she was beautiful.

“Let’s enjoy the present, will think about future later.” she made her final statement to which I agreed from my heart. We came back together with a smile stretched on our face. I was complete once again after getting her back in my life. Our friends were fortunate too. They wished us for our future and suggested not to repeat. 

A few months later, we celebrated Teacher’s day in our class. I performed a wonderful dance in front of our teachers. Everyone liked it and appreciated it a lot. Later on, we enjoyed snacks and soft drinks. Our friends demanded a duet dance from both of us. They knew Nisha too was practicing classical dance at home.

At first, we were not comfortable but when our friends forced us a lot we agreed. I blushed as I was about to dance for the first time with my fantasy. Nisha too blushed and hid her face when our friends cheered up for us. 

We closed the door and windows and locked our class-room. Only a few of our friends were inside. They played one of the most romantic songs of that time. ‘Pehli nazar me’ from Race movie (Bollywood). The moment its lyrics started, Atif Aslam (Singer) melted everyone’s heart and filled the room with love. It changed the atmosphere. We behaved like the classroom turned into a sea beach. I found myself alone on a romantic date with Nisha. Darkness turned into a pale moonlight. Her unclear face was soothing in perfect dim light. I put my hands on her waist slowly and experienced the heaven living on her soft belly. She threw her hands on my shoulder. Her gentle touch filled me with passion. Our eyes were busy staring at each other with a burning desire to love each other and rock our class-room with the beauty of our love.

I kept staring at her with a nostalgic mind and she dropped her eyelids, and a long smile stretched on her face. I repeated every word and our feet moved with the beats. I sang some lines louder, which I dedicated to her. Though, I meant the entire lyrics. Our beautiful steps faded her hesitation. I implemented some steps well, which had I learned watching on TV. It astonished her how beautifully I choreographed our steps on the spot with no practice. We danced for almost three minutes. Those three minutes were like three decades. I pretended to be cool, but deep inside I was nervous. It was the first time I was dancing with her. Everyone clapped when the song ended and we rocked the floor. It astonished them watching our sweet dance. Without any rehearsal, we danced so well with ease and all those steps seemed professional. 

“It’s the magic of genuine love.” they thought.

She blushed and pressed her face on my chest, trying to hide herself. I threw my hands on her back and grabbed her in my arms. To make her feel comfortable, I grabbed her hard. It was our first hug. It was unbelievable to me when my sweetheart was in my arms. Her warm body gave me immense pleasure. All those suffering of our detachment healed at once. Her hug was so healing, getting it, I forgot I had bad times ever in my life. My confidence was at a different level. My heart once again, filled with the elixir of love. I grabbed her in my arms with all my strength. I was unaware of how tight should I hold an innocent girl. For me, it was perfect after all, it was my first hug. 

Her presence in my arms made me the most powerful person. Every corner of my heart was saying her just calm yourself and be in my arms forever. I decided to conquer the world and gift it to my darling. I wanted to steer the world for her. Our hug was so hard, even air couldn’t pass between us. All our friends guessed the need of hour and left us alone for a while.

Our happiness was beyond the seventh sky. I hugged her once again with passion. That time the sea beach became our bedroom. I pulled her close to my chest and gazed at her crystal-clear eyes. I stared at her eyes for a while and shifted my focus to her soft and glossy lips. She smiled when she noticed my intention in my eyes, which was passionately waiting to taste her chocolaty lips. She closed her eyes and allowed me to do whatever my nostalgic mind thought. Inch by inch, I dragged my hand from her waist to her shoulder. And bit by bit I moved from shoulder to her bare neck and putting her locks aside, I grabbed her neck with my right hand. My left hand was still on her waist which was desperately waiting to feel her neck. My gentle touch to her neck gave her goosebumps. She became sexy when I crawled my fingers on her neck. I inhaled the smell of her body once again and lost in her fragrance. A sensation in my body pushed me to ingest her at once. I pulled her face with both my hands and warmed my lips with her rapid breathing. I waited for a few seconds as I liked her rapid breathing, which formed a desire to grab her lips. Overflowing with passion, I grabbed her lower lip with both my lips.

Yes! We kissed.

We kissed for the first time. We kissed each other passionately. I became intoxicated when I tasted her lips. We kissed for a long time. It lasted for a few minutes in our class and a decade in my heart. 

Neither too good nor too bad,

It was perfect, the way we had.

I was not an expert in kissing, but it was perfect for me. It drowned me in her ocean of love. A kiss which still keeps flashing in my mind.