The "AGE" - part 1

I had a great confusion during my teen times. Whats the actual age when opposites start attracting each other? When a boy start realizing the beauty of a girl and girl start finding a boy cool or smart? Does that start at 14 or 15 or at 9-10 or at 4-5?? So as one of the interesting topics we used to have during our school time, this was having its own worth and that's why the topic floats every second day among we friends. So much discussions, so many stories but the age when the life actually starts was still a mystery. Among all those never ending stories of finding the "AGE", mine was very hardly accepted as it used to bring the average age of the topic abruptly down. So here I want to share mine simple and sadly ended story.
It was the time I was about to touch my 4 and just started going school. I was in "Shishu", the elementary class in Hindi medium schools. I made some friends those who are in my class but the story begun when I could not make friends which were not in my class. Strange but thats how the truth is ! I started liking a girl who were not in my class. An overeaten, flushy, cute girl. She was one of the prayer girls and certainly was in some 2-3 higher classes than me. My drama, I used to make while getting dressed for school turned to excitement to go to school, stand as on the front in the row and gaze her. How lovely she sung the Aarti and prayer. Detective, sleeping inside me woke up and decided to get all the possible information about her. And here the gr8 day came, when I saw her flying like a butterfly, here and there, in the lunch time. Thanks God for that, she was playing with my elder cousin sister. I just waited for the time when I could find my sister alone and I could ask for her. The day ended in school, the bell rang and we came back to home. The detective was biding his time and he got it when me and Didi finished our after school lunch. I went to her and asked her directly "Didi, apni us moti vali saheli se meri dosti kara do". No confusions, no delays. I was on my way to get her and first shot I had played. But what was that. Didi smiled at me, patted on my head and went away. God, What was that? It was like my hard core wish to be her friend was challenged.

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