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The first Handsome guy I was interested in

He is still handsome, a good friend even. I am still in speculation if he showed interest in me later on. At times, it seemed obvious, and other times it seemed like a tease. May be I am not that comfortable with him as I was. Anyway, The new entrant in my class was this shah rukh khan look alike kid, who had an extra thumb, (As my 3 grade crush did too) was pretty much an eye candy in the otherwise sad crowd. Every girl had a thing for him, his personality was a stand out. Fit as he can be, his eyes were inviting. As innocent as I was, he was both my competition (at least in my head) and also my aspiration. My love for him was guarded (Like Helga from "Hey Arnold"), by me mocking him. Being the class prefect had its own merits, I would be in watch of the prankster in him, mildly enjoying the attention, while visibly acting pissed. I wondered if he really saw me through, or did anyone else. he didn't have a girl friend, such a relief back then, I would travel in my cycle with him. After the whole day of taunting, he would still be breezy and showed genuine affection towards me. I would let my guard down a bit when it was just the two of us.

He moved on to a new school for not being studious enough, only to be connected later. He had a girl friend, more than one. I was the "Friend" with whom he discussed his girls with. I was still in college and at a much later stage of transformation, but it was still not upto his charm. The girls he liked according to me, were not good enough for the handsome lad he was. At a point, I had to keep a distance for I thought I deserved better. I deserved someone whom I loved and was loved back, not as "Just a friend". A moment of Greedy thought it was. A greedy thought that I still carry. 


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