Teenage crushes are the most cherished part of adolescence and school life plays an important role in it. Teachers, who are role models for students especially in secondary standards, are predominantly the subject of such fancy by starry eyed students. I also had my share of crushes, which ‘graduated’ with each standard during my times in Seventh Day Adventist, wherein I had spent 13 years right from nursery to class tenth (1978-1991).
In retrospect, it would be difficult for me to pinpoint, what exactly would be enchanting and endearing in my crush at any given point. It could be simply the face, command over a subject, smile, communication skills or something not that explicable. The nuances of crushes remain a mystery to me, and I guess this subtlety beholds its beauty. At different times spans, my crush ‘subjects’ were the teachers of English and Computers. Strangely, English as a subject takes the cake for giving me the maximum number of crush candidates.
My crushes still retain their freshness and fragrance of innocence. They are my companion in solitude and never fail to give me an elated feeling. God has been rather kind that I have crossed paths or conversed with two of my school crushes. Without mincing words, I admit that I still behave like an infatuated teenager near them.
In retrospect, it would be difficult for me to pinpoint, what exactly would be enchanting and endearing in my crush at any given point. It could be simply the face, command over a subject, smile, communication skills or something not that explicable. The nuances of crushes remain a mystery to me, and I guess this subtlety beholds its beauty. At different times spans, my crush ‘subjects’ were the teachers of English and Computers. Strangely, English as a subject takes the cake for giving me the maximum number of crush candidates.
One would agree that an infatuated pupil would always hold his/her crush in high esteem and expect the best treatment in lieu. I remember, one of my crush in class eight or ninth (do not remember exactly) evaporated, when my crush chided me in front of the whole class for exclaiming ‘ya’ instead of ‘yes’ to her. “What is ya, why don’t you just say yes,” she said sternly, while I was flabbergasted as it was the first time I was subjected to such ‘humiliation’ by my darling teacher. A girl in my class also had a crush on a male teacher, but she saw the last of it, when she was punished along with other students, who could not give satisfactory answers.
Virendra Singh Rawat works as a journalist in Lucknow.
SDA Batch 1991
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