My first kiss

My First Kiss!

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My first kiss! This first feeling always has some special place in our heart always. How many imaginations we all do have before our first kiss like, will it be like Hollywood style with so much of love and with that intense feeling of being around or will be like Bollywood style, wind is passing by and hair flowing with that directional wind waves. Oh yeah! We all have this thought into our head may be while watching movies, series or serials or sometimes our seniors had better and brief theory of their practical experiences and they had the best description of the first kiss. Many of us must have looked for the Google baba to tell us how it happens, ‘the first kiss’. We all must have always this thought in our head that nose doesn’t interfere? Or what if the opposite person has spectacles? Or what if we accidentally bite them or we get too excited or what we won’t be a good kisser? Well my first thought was what if he will be the bad kisser? And my second thought was how to actually lock the lips? What were yours? Everyone has their own imagination kisser in dreams after watching it somewhere. Mine has face with an oval shape and no eyes no ear no nose nothing just lips because that the entire dream was about. First kiss itself has an excitement and something special enough to make butterflies into stomach in us all. It is just the best feeling when you come closer to someone with whom you feel that warmth and the safety that let us believe in them. First kiss is more a memorable thing because we fell in love for the very first time like first love- first kiss. My first kiss has been much and more influenced by the movies we watch and yeah, we truly can’t deny this. Watch our favorite actor or actress doing the scenes makes us feel like, ‘I wish I could be there.’ So many imaginations and that smile on our faces that we ourselves feel like aah! We are crazy.

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So here goes the moment of first kiss. The first relationship with no knowledge of doing romance but only knows its purity and essence. The moment was being made to have our first kiss and especially my first kiss. He and I were looking for a perfect place to sit in a park to spend some quality time and to get a moment to come closer. We found a place underneath the tree and there we sat together and he asking me to hold hands and so I permitted. We started talking and discussed about a bit of things that included our studies, families, likes, dislikes and many more. What I loved the most was his routine of bringing chocolates at every meet and every chocolate made every meet even sweeter. After talking for hours we became hungry and now it was time to have food. We went to a nearby restaurant and as always he knew what to order for me and so we had a lunch date. Moving forward to the story, we went to our respective homes and while waving bye to each other he kissed my left cheek. That kiss was weird as it was the first on my cheeks by a male person and when he kissed me I was thinking what to do now? Am I supposed to revert it back or should I just pass a smile to him? Oh shit! That was an awkward situation for me totally. Looking at my blank face he asked me, ‘what happened did I do something wrong?’ and that very moment my inner me was screaming, ‘do something, do anything but just do’. And I smiled like a stupid and said, ‘no it was good, you should do this every time.’ I reciprocated too badly and he laughed saying, ‘you are crazy and cute.’ After this whole situation he hugged me and whispered, ‘next time I want it back then.’ And that brought a big blush smile on my face with red cheeks and fingers going through my cheeks again and again.  It was night time and my cell phone beeped and it was him, a text from him asking me that how was it? How I felt? Oh my god! i was supposed to answer that! I started making answers into my head and the first thought I got was his beard, yes! They were annoying when he pressed them on my cheeks I felt like itching. Oop! I can’t reply this to him so I started thinking more. After ten minutes of Google search and thinking a beautiful line popped into my head and I texted, ‘it was for the first time when someone came this closer to me and every piece of me felt blessed being you this close and that kiss you gave worked as a medicine to all my inner wound.’  The moment this message was read by him my cell phone rang showing his number (I didn’t save the number for home safety and I guess we all do this and this too helps in increasing the remembering power!) I picked up the call and silently skipped from the family surrounding and reached to the terrace and that sweet relation talks started and that pinked face said everything. So this was the first kiss or was the basic kiss that gives us license or damn guts to move in a bit more with the person.

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After many days of meeting and months of relationship we started visiting homes, sometimes him and sometimes at mine. The day I had my kiss was at his place so basically it all started me being at his home. No one was there so he called me up and I visited his home. The moment I entered the room it was all decorated with flowers and candles and a table full of chocolate collections. It was just like entering into some dream world like we all read in class 5^th.  Alice in wonderland, I was feeling the same being totally in a different world. We had our lunch and then he played a music there we started dancing together and after a while I started dancing by myself when my favorite song hit the beat. That was totally an awkward situation for me when I realized that oh shit just a minute before I was dancing with him where is he now? I stopped and looked around and saw him standing at my back looking me and laughing at me. Now what I was supposed to do? Again stuck to an unexpected, unfortunate and an awkward situation. Well he was totally aware of me by this time and he was in no shock of choosing me so he again joined me to the dance floor and there it happened, he pulled me closer to him, too close where I could feel him breathing and he could feel me shivering a bit still he did not stop and I even did not want that. He started coming closer and closer and then upon my lips and that happened he kissed me and so do I. Since it was my first kiss so I worked just as a supporter, and he killed it. Locking the lips and pulling closer and closer holding more tightly and just kissing. This was just amazing something I could hardly put into words something that made me blissed upto my soul. I didn’t want it stop I didn’t want my kiss to pause or stop even for a second. This moment went so high and was totally full of love and much more level of intensity that could hardly find words to be expressed. We went too energetic and so lost that I bite him accidentally (I did accidentally but his was intentions and I again went into my imagination world of kissing while kissing him in actual and said to myself that this too happens when you kiss so highlight this or underline or whatever to remember for the 2^nd time when so ever it will happen) and he revert it back and then it went upto the tongue plays and again back to kiss. And it just happened..

What was so different? They were those imaginations and those interrupting things that I thought will make it difficult to do so. He used to wear glasses and so his glasses did not disturbed us even for a second and that nose thing, oh that position and the way he held my face into his hands, what is the nose? Just nothing and yes he was definitely a good kisser or was just amazing or good enough to kiss till the last breathe. Every imagination theory went wrong and every Hollywood or Bollywood laws were proven wrong and I guess they should be edited again. There was no 'that make me love moment or no wind blowing around'. It was just us in that moment with the feeling of love and happiness and everything we wished to have. The practical knowledge given by seniors was more useful and relatable. Someone have said so true that a person holds all good within his/her experience and so I passed this practical too and that too with all the points I wanted (he was the point I all wanted). First kiss happened with no planning or with no lust feeling and that was the best about it because the memory of first kiss is totally pure and another best thing was it happened at the time of teenage with the first love and not everyone have this luck of being loved back when it is about the very first love or the teenage love.

This teenage has given us a lot. Every first we have in our lives that we still remember and still feel blissed whenever we talk about our something first, it may be best friend or love or hug or kiss or walk or anything that is our first and is totally worthy to be remembered till we die or may be after onward too. We all have a lot of memories and sometimes we like going back and live that moment again just to feel that same level of happiness and warmth. Sometimes we want to stop the time and hold it into the fist and never let it go but time is the thing that rules over you no matter how strong or powerful you have become you still have to bow when it is about time.

This was the story of my first kiss with my first love with lots of stupid things and lovely things that will always breath inside me no matter how much experience I gain this very first score will be my favorite and damn memorable.

What was your story of ‘First Kiss’? Did you have the same imagination that had or there were more of your imagination?  Was your first kissing this same like so much of stupid and awkward moments to remember all the time when you think of it? Does it still give you the same butterfly in stomach feeling when so ever you open this very chapter of your life?  

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