One of my very old blogs ... if you can survive this , shall test you further.
My first ever...
by: serendipity_131 on Nov 28 2003 1:27PM
I suppose our first somethings are always special to all of us.I remember,I had my first crush on this strapping deep throated house captain,also a prefect.I would make sure I had undone laces and uncut nails which I would thrust under his nose with great gusto,whilst dimpling coyly at being asked to step aside!
My first ever medal..I ran like the cheetah,jumped over three benches,heaved myself into a ring,propelled myself up a rope,and came third in the obstacle race;).
My first ever book was Rage of Angels,and I still remember
myself reddenning when the sex ridden parts came :D.My first ever step towards charity...we were taken to an orphanage from school.I swept the compound,raked the leaves,emptied the trash,sang the National Anthem with great pride with all the kids,also taught a lil gal called Laxmi how to write her name in Kannada:).I still remember Amma yelling"Charity begins at home..why dont I see you sweeping our compound young lady!"
My first ever bicycle,was a hand me down from sis,i pedalled hard round and round the block untill everyone wondered if I had been appointed the new goorkha!
My first ever shot at stitching...it was this brown coloured pin cushion(It
was white when I started it...the laborious needle poking with my grubby fingers yielded a brownish effect).When I showed my little achievement to Mom,she played 20 questions with me.Mom guessed that it was something that I had designed which would help her wash the dishes better..you know something that would be kind to her hands.Bah!
My first rose!Ah that was some day!So clearly etched in my memory:).A rose from a guy who didnt care less if I looked like a rag picker after a game of basket ball,a guy who still thinks Im the best thing that ever happened to him after peanut butter;).
Saturday, September 16, 2006
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2 comments:
Reading this brings back my own memories:)
very well written... reminds me of someone i know
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