Remember the stories where the prince rescues the princess from either a dragon or a beast. Or, the princess has been poisoned and only a true lover’s kiss and bring her back to life. I read those stories as a kid and I wish I could say my first kiss went a little like this! But who would make the growing kid it was but all a lie…

Then came the teens and with the movies and stories changed simultaneously. Young girls and boys passionately kissing each other; in rave parties or birthdays or in a ball; it was as if it was nothing sacred. True they showed a little excitement but that was the end of it. The sanctity was just for the emotional fools.

I remember one of my favorite movie Princess Diaries.  It showed this not so good looking girl who liked this guy in school. Soon it was discovered that she is a princess and everyone including her crush who never ever talked to her was right after her. She had her first kiss in a beach party and it was all a trick planned by the guy who wanted to be famous. She had been with this guy ignoring her friend and her friend’s brother. The movie concludes with a final kiss from the best friend’s brother where after the kiss pop goes her foot up. This reaction was something she had always imagined would be when she will have her first true kiss.

My first kiss went a little like this…

I was in my high school, happily in love with a guy more than six years elder to me. We meet in a bus, weird huh? I was a happy go lucky girl always entertaining everyone with my silly jokes. He was in the same bus and he kept staring. Later we exchanged numbers and all was a lost story. Two years later I gave him a call. We met up and the hit it off instantly. Sadly, we could not resist and ended up kissing in a cab. It was awkward. I simply hated it…

Months later we broke up and I am happy I did.

My first kiss went a little like this… the man of my dreams!

Years later, after a lot of crushes and more kisses… I met a boy around my age. It was through my brother. He thought enough was enough, and I needed to meet someone really nice. I was not all agreeing about it nevertheless met him after he said he is my type of guy. We hung around for a while. He truly was something. Fair (which is not my color though), tall and cute. Wears specs and has awesome lips. He came to my place one day; my parents were out for a party.

The mere touches of his skin made me feel as if I want to rip my heart off and place it in front of him. And then he kissed my cheek and left me longing for more. And then he held my neck and I rested on it; when he kissed me on my lips, I swear to god the sparks that flew all over in my head churned my stomach.

My pulse was beating fast; the heart throb knew no bounds. I felt I was suffocating without breath, yet I wanted him to continue. Begging for more; a strange sense of commotion going on around me; as if I was going deep down to somewhere unknown yet beautiful.  A magic spell casted up on me and in less than heart beat I was his more than anything else in the world. Truly, my first kiss went a little like this!