1116 THE BEGINNING

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This chapter will be dedicated to this four digit number that you see. As I told you that it was used by me and my friends to refer to the girl I had a crush on. But with time it became so much more than that. A few months ago, I realized something . The number that I am still so solely attached to and have indulged into, holds nothing about the person that I created it for. NOT A BIT.

So it all starts when I was 9 years old. I don't know why but on that day I was sitting with 1116. And I have a pretty clear picture in my mind about everything that happened that day. We talked about stuff that kids talk about . I also remember we played a game, so the game was like the player would keep the sharpener at the bottom of the page and hit it with his or her fingers so that it reaches any picture printed on that page and hence he or she would move ahead to the next page. More pages, higher score. So in the middle of the game I cheated and 1116 saw and we both laughed. I mean there is nothing compelling about this event. Clearly not for the one who is reading this. But back then too just these simple moments were enough to make my day.

We talked about the places she had been to as we had a map of INDIA in front of us and also about the places that I had visited.
Well the question is why am I writing all this. I just want to say that its not about having memories or opinions or thoughts. Its about having the realization of what they mean to you, how these things affect you, how you react when someone completely thrashes them. Holding on to stuff and trying to protect them constantly, is a different thing. And realizing that not everything is right or wrong rather everything is just is, is a different thing.

Fast forward to 7 years later, we were still in the same class, we barely talked and if we ever did, it was about academics. So one day I was just walking into the school, looking down as always, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. But then suddenly I looked up and there she was, standing on the first floor. It seemed as if the picture froze and so did our eyes into each other's. Again, nothing compelling. There is nothing I can add to it or take from it. It just happened.

Everything that I had was never about 1116, it was all about the things I felt. About the purity I had at the time, what I thought was love, but I guess I was wrong. Things were never simple, I never wanted them to be.

Now let's talk about how I told 1116 that I had a crush on her. It was nearly the end of the school year and also it was my last year in that school. So one of our mathematics teacher, told us that we were about to play a game. The game was, each person would take a sheet of paper and write his or her name on it. The number of students equals the number of pages. And then everyone would pass it on to any random person in the class. So if a person gets the page having my name on it, then he or she would write whatever they think of me. Also no one would know who wrote what. I really was surprised when I read what my classmates thought of me. I mean I can't be these things. HAHA.

Well that is that

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Well that is that.
So when I got the page with her name on it, I simply wrote " MY CRUSH" and passed it on to another person. When the game came to an end and everyone got their sheets back, we all read it and so did 1116. She looked at me as if she knew i wrote it. For few days, everything seemed pretty normal. But then she finally came to know that i had a crush on her. She didn't like me i guess. So i just tried to keep myself away from all this and started studying for my exams.
One day a classmate of mine, whose sister was 1116's friend, sat beside me in the school bus and told me what 1116 and her friends talked about me and the entire scene of me having a crush on her. He told me that they all laughed at me and they said," Has he even seen his face?". And one of them told 1116 that i was the kind of person who does this to every girl.
It did hurt me but i guess i learned that i can't control anyone else's opinions and also not to worry about the things that i have no control over.

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