He loves me, he loves me not..

29 July 2008. I remember it like it was yesterday. What was that? Oh sorry! Wrong date! I meant 9th May 1996 of course. The first time I saw him. You see, it was only the previous evening that we had picked up the glasses my optometrist had prescribed for me. We were classmates, good friends even. But I had never been able to see the precise shade of brown that his eyes were or the exact no. of hair strands that stood out on the back of his head or his sixth finger.

We were to be tested in Geography that day. With only 10 minutes left, would I make it? Why was “Tujhe dekha to ye jaana sanam” playing in my head? Had everyone else finished writing? Oh no, wait, there was K, the class dunce, with his notebook open too. That didn’t bode too well for me, did it? Hey, who was that who just passed by, in the corridor? Teri baahon me mar jaayein hummmmm… “5 more minutes, everyone!” announced Mrs.V. Oh shit! I began scribbling frantically in my notebook. “4th question? Just 2 more. Come on, babe!” I looked up and blinked into his face. Did he just call me a babe? A BABE! That was, like, the ultimate compliment! He thought I was a babe! Visions of him and me, running around trees, holding hands, laughing, singing a hit song, flooded my mind. Someone was shaking me. Shoo! Not now. We were about to exchange garlands and become husband and wife forever and ever and ever… Someone was saying something somewhat remotely pertinent to me “Time’s up, my dear. Submit your notebook. Come on now.” Oh well. Love demanded such sacrifices, I thought as I submitted my notebook.

That night, I realized that there was only one way to ensure our future together. You guessed right – the FLAMES test. For those of you who do not know what that is (Are you kidding me? You don’t know? Please don’t ever say it out loud unless you are feeling suicidal.) contact me; I shall explain it at length to you. For now you need to know what the alphabets stand for. F – Friendship, L – Love, A – Affection, M – Marriage, E – Enemies, S – Sex. (What’re you sniggering at?) No matter how many times I went through with it, the result was always the same – E. We could end up with M but we’d both have to change our names drastically. I rubbished the whole FLAMES business and went back to blissfully daydreaming about him.

The next day in school, he looked nervous. What was the matter with him? During the second hour, as I was about to drop off to sleep, I received a jab in the back and a note. “Meet me near the big tree behind our block in the lunch break. Top secret! – B” He sent me a note! Suddenly, life was much more exciting. Come lunch break and I waited with bated breath at the tree. He stood facing me, apprehensive. “I don’t know how to say this” he began, “I have a crush on G!” he exclaimed. WHAT! That sickening vixen! He had a crush on HER? “Will you talk to her for me? Please! You’re the only girl I feel is not a typical girl. I mean, you are a girl, but, I don’t know. Anyway, just tell her that I like her and ask her if she likes me. No, don’t ask her that! I mean, I don’t know. So, will you?” He expected me to talk to that cheap cow on his behalf? I was so mad with rage that I wanted to punch his face hard enough to break his nose, then hit him with a spinning kick to his torso and then give him the old one-two. But I wasn’t going to do that. I was far too noble for such heinous acts. I smiled a sweet smile as I stamped on his foot, delivered a double fisted blow to his back as he was bent over and topped it off with a sharp kick to his groin.

But things have been just peachy since then. Not a single fight, not a single disagreement, in fact, not a single word has been spoken between us till date. Talk about perfect endings!

Thanks to Laasya for this wonderful post! She lives in Bahrain, and is a south indian by heart and a good friend. Weird at times, and jovial usually. Not to mention the usual crankiness, but lovable :) Be careful, she is not as cute as the teddy as she looks.

To get in touch with her, use the contact me form and ask her more about the FLAMES formula.

34 Responses

  1. PSYCHONo Gravatar Says:

    Well..what can I say.
    Brilliant as always. Subtle yet sharp in wit. Subtle blend of sarcasm and cynicism. Worded beautifully. Perfect.

    Poor guy. On the nuts. Worst that can happen.

  2. RachnaNo Gravatar Says:

    :D Yeah, it was a delight to read!

  3. BugsNo Gravatar Says:

    A kick to the groin….. ooooouch!
    I must stay out of the kicking range when u come down :)
    Nicely written though….

  4. Div!!!No Gravatar Says:

    Good fun it was :)

    ANd reminded me of my school time and FLAMES…lol used to be so much fun doin it for all the couples and the not so couply ones…lol

  5. LaasyaNo Gravatar Says:

    Thanks, I’m blushing!

    Glad you think so. Thank you.

    I’d rather you didn’t DO anything to make me kick you “there”.

    You remember the FLAMES formula? Yeaayyy for you! And thanks for reading.

  6. NikhilNo Gravatar Says:

    I did not realize that this was a post by a guest blogger until I reached the end of the post… As I started reading, I thought to myself, “Oh no! Vinni’s gay!” :D
    But, lovely post, dear guest blogger! Amazing! :D

  7. barathNo Gravatar Says:

    Yeah!!! well South Indian, akka..

    That was a good one, including the kick!! But poor kid,,

    and we had S for sister in FLAMES, everyone of us would be scared what if a sister comes, and I remember one of my classmate crying all night in the hostel , as he checked the flames and he got sister and also partly RAKSHA BANDHAN was to come in a week,,,

    Lovely one, Guest Blogger, hope you still don’t go around kicking guys in groin :)

  8. LaasyaNo Gravatar Says:

    Thank you very kindly.
    But I just want to clarify, do you mean Vinni writes as badly as I do or that I write as well as him?

    S was for Sister?!!!I guess we were a corrupted lot.
    I don’t kick guys as a hobby or anything, but when they’re asking for it, I don’t like to disappoint.

  9. vinniNo Gravatar Says:

    nikhil, the guest blogger is laasya! :) and surely, i am not GAY!

  10. SvetlanaNo Gravatar Says:

    Yes! Vinni is not a GAY!

  11. PratsNo Gravatar Says:

    Reminds me of my school days when we used to do this….
    And always be dreaded of the last ‘S’…U knw why….

  12. SachinNo Gravatar Says:

    Reminds me of my school - college days……… nice post……. i don’t know how come we guys are so dumb not to realize that someone is in love with us……sadly for me by the time i came to know that she loved me things had changed drastically ……….. :)

    Keep writing ……. :)

  13. LaasyaNo Gravatar Says:

    ummm…I don’t know how you say that with so much conviction. I haven’t had a chance to verify either way with Vinni.

    Good times!

    Sadly, this isn’t restricted only to men. Happens to both the sexes. Maybe one ought to be able to pick up on the subtleties and possibly be more sensitive to people around you.
    Thank you!

  14. vinniNo Gravatar Says:

    ha ha ha. believe me you, i am NOT! and laasya, MUAH!

  15. GayatriNo Gravatar Says:

    I guess you’re gonna overthrown soon for all your guest writers :D

  16. LaasyaNo Gravatar Says:

    Umm…Still can’t tell. Don’t stop trying, though!

    Us guest writers? Overthrow Vinni? NEVER!
    We would only beat the living daylights out of him and fight over where to bury his body.

  17. HimanshuNo Gravatar Says:

    Hey nice blog and a cute post. Enjoyed reading it!

  18. NataschaNo Gravatar Says:

    Vinni is so cute!

  19. PreetiNo Gravatar Says:


    Very funny post, if you dont have a blog already please create one as I would love to read more about your view on things. Personally, I think I like your writing more than Vinni (Vinni-now you know what Women want ;) )


  20. VinniNo Gravatar Says:

    my my. this is not going the way i had planned it. laasya, forget you blog, you write for me full time. heck, i’ll pay you too.

  21. LaasyaNo Gravatar Says:

    Thank you


    That’s very kind of you, thanks a lot. I am a li’l too lazy to maintain my own blog, but I don’t mind taking over Vinni’s. Thanks again!

    Let’s talk numbers.

  22. KetanNo Gravatar Says:

    FLAMES….i did so many FLAMES with so many probable FLAMES, that i cannot remember which FLAME burned me…

    Nice read.

  23. NataschaNo Gravatar Says:


    Oh yeah! ;)

  24. Abhijeet RajwadeNo Gravatar Says:

    Hey, Nice Blog.

    I saw the Pune blogger meet details on the indiblogger.com

    When are you planning the next meet. I am very much eagar to participate.


  25. MeghanaNo Gravatar Says:

    FLAMES! that word give me flashbacks of my teenage years! We probably tried it with EVERY cute guy in class…and if just the 1st name didn’t work, we added the last name to see if fates could be changed. ;-) Good post!

  26. VinniNo Gravatar Says:

    i am planning one in hyd sometime. you can come for it anytime man!

    @meghna: good to have you back here! cheers!

  27. AnuNo Gravatar Says:

    That was a lovely read, the way around a flames E was to give different versions of the name.. say first and last name…!! Brought back a lot of memories :)!

  28. LaasyaNo Gravatar Says:


    And thanks.


    Come again?


    Maybe we should start a debate on Fate or Free Will. ;-)
    Thank you.


    Happy memories, I hope.
    Many thanks.

  29. NataschaNo Gravatar Says:

    No! Not again. :P

  30. HarishNo Gravatar Says:

    I admire your courage to come out of the closet with this sensitive post about your real preferences. I knew that the silent furtive looks you gave Aty could only mean this. I appreciate tha..

    Oh Wait…its a GUEST BLOG…Phew…yeah..he he…load off my mind..Hope I did not reveal too much..*nervous laugh*

  31. barathNo Gravatar Says:

    If you are planning one meet in hyd, do let me know buddy!!

  32. VinniNo Gravatar Says:

    sure man, i will do that and maybe laasya can come too!

  33. samNo Gravatar Says:

    poor guy!!
    btw, i’ve forgotten the flame test.. how do u do it??

  34. megcloud9No Gravatar Says:

    hey i thought S was sisterly affection ! holy shit ,i’ve been tricked !

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