Sssh…I Have a Crush
It is that time of the year when I have a crush for the zillionth time. If such time exists that is. Ever since I attained maturity, the choice of my crushes has matured too. Oh yes! From a dumb-looking boy to a handsome man in his fifties, I really have progressed in my choice. Both literally and figuratively.
But I have maintained one thing common over the years. All my crushes are unattainable in nature. Yes, you read it right. Most of them don't even know that I exist and the ones who do know, give a damn about it.
So if I have a crush on any of the writers here, they would obviously be oblivious to it. And why not? I have never confessed to them how I have been stalking their profile every day to see any changes in their profile pictures or tag lines or logos or if they have added any new story or if they are liking other female’s articles a tad too bit.
In that case, my job increases. I then have to stalk that lady too to ensure she is not stalking him back or is interested in him otherwise. Phew! Too much hard work and for nothing.
But by any chance, if you have a crush on me, please declare it openly because I am not very good at reading universal signs and symbols apparently. In fact, you will have to arrive at my doorstep and shout out loud and confess your feelings. Anything less than that and I wouldn't believe someone could have a crush on me too.
Now enough of this self-pitying and crush blabbering. Let me call it a night as I am crushed that my crush doesn't have a crush on me. Sayonara people!
Bhavna Narula, 2021.