Luv at the age of nine..!!!

I fell in luv at the age of nine!!! Too small an age to fall in luv? Na..I dont feel so...my luv for him...still remains as fresh as it was years before...so strong...so lovely.. so clear...so enthusiastic..jzt cldnt think of anyone else in his place.....

Twas in my standard four ,I discovered something wonderful in my life..... I cldnt imagine wherefrom this love entered my life...yeah..twas when i met my man!!! Thanks to Miss Tara, my English teacher, who introduced him to me...I was asked to enact the role of Mark Antony..a solo performance on stage for some event in school... I went home with no idea of who this Mark Antony is...but with the sheet of paper written in some flowery language...which read like dis
' Friends, Romans, Countrymen....' I awaited the arrival of my dad with the paper in hand..with a brief introduction given by my mom ,in my mind that Mark Antony was a character in Shakespeare's play 'Julius Ceaser'.... After a long agonising wait, Dad came from office...
I was more curious to know who this Mark Antony is...Dad was also excited to tell me the story of the play...I luved the way my dad narrated the whole play...more than that i luved the story...
Dad took his books from his book repository to show me the playwrite...Wow..That moment...something happened....some chemistry started working ....How true!! you dont force yourself to fall..you just fall in ......
From then on...my luv towards him grew tremendously ........ eating up all my study time ...
Dad would help me relish the language of Peare with fun and great luv..his soliloques,his sonnets..poems..something remains unchanged..those moments...
My craze towards him grew that i joined all competitions , events, dramas that involved Peare...
And it continued for years and my luv grew to its max ...when we had Twelfth Night for extensive study in our syllabus in my ninth and tenth standard....The care that Mrs Shanta will take, to make us really feel the mood,tone and the style of the Great playwrite was awesome...I anxiously awaited her classes...especially twelfth night classes....My eyes showed my luv for her classes....Luv is often expressive without you knowing!! I excelled my fellow friends in all those classes, when i would often be more inquisitive than normal, to know more about my man...This peculiar behaviour drew the attention of my teacher and she fuelled my passion with more books, famous critics and notes...collected by her from the best English professors.....

The time i spent with my Peare exceeded day after day.....and at one chaotic point( it created a chaos at home, believe me!!)....my mom limited the time to just one hour a day....Wuf ..'tenth class ,board exams..u have eight more subjects to study' .. my mom would chide me...I had no other go but to heed to my mom's words....
Life seemed a bit dull without having enough time to spend to my most beloved...might be this separation too aggravated(the word seems rough..but twas true) my luv towards him....Yeah..Luv is magical..often weird to understand...but luv is the beauty of life...it keeps you alive. amidst all pressures of life...

Then.. .i stepped into college..Life wasnt that much interesting..I could hardly meet my Peare...though i run home every week to take a look of him(one of the reasons for me flying away from my hostel every friday )... At times..i may seem so absent minded that i forget even the names of my friends when i am deeply engrossed in his works... This would be a great fun to my hostelmates...Luv looks funny to the observers..Unless its experienced..

hmm..Coming out of college...thanks to internet... whenever i m tired of my mundane work in late midnights....there's my Peare waiting for me to keep my spirit alive...
Months back..I was just forwarding a message asking for nicknames..nowadays we spend most of the time clicking the forward button..Twas that message , that made me take myself to great heights..Wonder why..One of my buddies Techila(as i fondly call Akhila) sent me a reply stating Lady Shakespeare as my nickname .....That moment...I was speechless... How nice is it to get acknowledged as lady Peare...which i was dreaming all these years!! I dont know..that this name suits me or not..in literary aspects....But as far as my love towards him is concerned ....I truly deserve this name......I love him so much...My first luv...getting acknowledged!! Wow..Beautiful moment of my life!!
First Love...Love ever ....True ever too....
If only...I meet my Shakespeare alive...(i do see him alive in his works)..still the world needs a physical form to introduce him to be my best ever partner...........Hmm..thats far from feasible....Still I love him ...continue to love...No mortal form could replace him.........till night hangs upon my eyes!!

Lady Peare( So fond of being me) !!!

P.S : This post is supposed to be interesting...Emotions behave in a strange way....at times, they bring out best words..at times.. words fail to take a shape...