LOVE STORY 99- SCHOOL “LOVE” SELDOM IS FORGOTTEN- PART I

This is a prequel to my Wafa ka Bewafa article.

LOVE STORY 99- SCHOOL “LOVE” SELDOM IS FORGOTTEN- PART I

I was lying curled under my bed sheet. Just then I heard the bathroom door of my room open. God she looked beautiful! 15 years later, not much has changed. For a moment, the thought of Hannah did cross my mind- but well- just a moment. The beauty and her fragrance that filled the room was enough for me to forget the fact that I was married.
I can’t believe I just made out with this girl. Someone I met 15 years ago, someone I never thought would even have coffee with me; leave alone enter into a relationship of any kind.

I was in Ninth Grade when I met her first. I still remember the chain of events around the meeting.

Venue: Auxilium Convent High School Auditorium


Seminar on AIDS Awareness

This was one of the rare lectures where all students listened with rapt attention. And the typical backbenchers did not mind occupying the front rows. AIDS Awareness was mandatory in most schools for students of Grade IX. And well, how could we complain??!! So here we had a packed auditorium- No student caught flu or complained of headache etc. on this day.

For the first time in our youth, we were going to hear someone talk about…err…sex. I still recall we had teachers uncomfortable with explaining the human genital system in Biology. We never blamed her. Ours was a boys’ convent and the boys never could have been considered boys!

We waited for Father Joseph to finish his boring speech and let the “expert” come up on the dais.

“Hi Friends! I am glad to see all of you here. And I hope I do justice to your time away from your lectures here. ..”

He went on and on explaining things- some we knew and some myths cleared. I was seated on the twelfth row between my best buddies then-Aryan Bhattacharya and Jag- aka Jagmit Singh Sodhi. The “expert” threw the floor open for questions. We sure had many, but none had the guts to stand up ad ask- for fear of being harassed by the peers. Now, myself, Aryan and Jag had a pretty good time in school- from looking at bikini clad models' pics hidden in textbooks to admiring some of the teachers’ themselves- we had our share of fun. And we sure talked a lot about our sexuality. But a couple of doubts still lingered on our minds.

“ You ask na?” Aryan was pushing Jag.

“Main kyun poochu?”

“sssh..speak in English” That was the jerk Murthy-also our class representative!

I decided none of them are going to ask, and the questions would be unanswered for ever! I stood up with all the strength and walked past all the rows of students sitting in front of me, went on to the stage and somehow stammered my question-

“IS…Is….Uhh…Is Over…um..o-over m-mas-turbation a problem..?”

The whole auditorium fell silent. No hisses or private chats- Just open mouths! I felt I had just uttered something blasphemous to shock the masses…

“No…” The expert said smiling. “But any thing in excess should be checked, right?”

I just nodded my question. Honestly, he confused me more.I didn’t walk away, I tried to muster strength to ask another question- the bigger one! I tried not to look in Aryan-Jag’s direction.

“umm..What….What exactly is the..G Spot?”

A lot of the boys did not even know what the f**k was I talking about. Me and Aryan read it in a HEALTH Magazine three weeks ago. This question even surprised the “expert”. I am pretty sure he did not expect this question from a young man barely sixteen!

He did answer the question. The courage paid off. Boys from lower classes got to know of the wealth of knowledge the three of us had, and we were more than proud to give some “GYAAN”.

Little did I know the answer the “expert” gave would be so useful so soon! Me Aryan and Jag got selected for the Annual Science Project- and our team’s topic was- AIDS Awareness!!!