I remeber my first crush

It had been pouring heavily outside from couple of hours, “might be storm surge occurred in the Bay of Bengal”, I surmised. I took my bag and raced towards the bus station without worrying much about the outside cloudburst. As soon as I reached the station I saw a hi-tech bus just started and I ran hard towards it by waving to the driver.
The bus has got already occupied except few window side seats which were drenched by rain water infiltrating in to the bus. I looked around and got settled down adjacent to a middle aged Uncle where a beautiful girl rested along with a middle aged aunty (probably her mother) just in front seat. As I was completely soaked in the rain I put my bag on the seat and stood close to the bus door to dry up my clothes. As I was drying my hair, inadvertently few drops dribbled on the girl’s cheek. I tried to act as if I have not seen her and continued to wipe out the water from my hair but this time few drops have fallen on the Uncle’s face. He thought that I did it deliberately and yelled at me “don’t you see the people around you?” before I said ‘sorry. I did not say anything except one more sorry and reclined myself on the window side seat by thinking about that girl. I was sure that I had seen her before somewhere but could not recollect where I did and tried all kind of mischief acts like keeping my hanky on her seat head, pushing my shoe towards her and playing sounds from my MP3 player to gather her attention so that at least she could identify me. But nothing has worked out infavour of me; I was seen by that uncle when I was throwing a piece of paper towards her seat.
After sometime the bus broke down in the middle of the road due to radiator problem and the driver told everyone to relax for few minutes till another bus comes from near by bus depot. To my surprise the uncle along with that girl and her mother got down from the bus in hurry and scuttled off by taking an auto without even waiting for more than ten minutes. I didn’t know why they left abruptly but I understood why the uncle was fuming at me throughout the journey. As I took off the news paper from the uncle’s seat I have found a bunch of keys including car keys. I didn’t think much and stopped another auto to catch them and I could successfully return their keys before they are lost.

BY now I forgot the uncle’s face but I still remember the uncle’s hangdog expression when he was saying thanks to me. Also I figured out later that the girl was my first ‘crush’ in my junior college.

Sree…