Wow, she's pretty!

When I was in the 4th grade... I saw a group of 8th graders in a single file walking out of the skool canteen.... Suddenly sum1 caught my eyes. She was a b'ful woman. I said "woman" bcoz at that time, anyone whose age was in double digits was an adult to me... She must be 11/12 /13 and was gorgeous. She cud have been a Punjabi kudi... She also cud have been Bengali / Tamilian / Marathi or even a Mallu and although there was no such label existing during that days... all i know at that time was that she wud be definelty from India (native bhutnese & nepali had a different look) whose parents where in Bhutan.. But all I can recall to this very day is that her hair was too straight to be totally Black and her olive brown complexion was too dark to be considered remotely White. When she walked away with her frnds to their classroom, I thot to myself.... "Who was this gorgeous enchantress who took a wisp of breath from my lungs, made my heart skip a few beats and enamored my soul?" Unfortunately, the average seven year old doesn't have words like "gorgeous enchantress" and "enamored" in his vocab and wud have trouble pronouncing those words. So, in my 7yr-old mind it sounded more like... "Wow, she's pretty!" From that day on... the highlight of the day wasn't at recess / lunch breaks / games periods.... but actually just before it.... watching that exotic teen goddess and the rest of the 8th grade adults walking out of the school canteen as we were walking in.

I once wondered: Did I have a crush on her because I genuinely liked her and was attracted to her....