Mahesh peered myopically at the poster which had a loving couple all over each other. In spite of his thick glasses, he was unable to read the small words in the gathering gloom.

Today was St. Valentine’s Day and he was with a heavy heart. At this age, he didn’t have a hope for a girlfriend, but doesn’t he have a right to it? Isn’t it written somewhere in the constitution about equality, in spite of age or sex? Apparently, they were just empty words like those on this poster. Everyone knew that they are there, but no one cared or believed in them, except the really needy ones like Mahesh, who hoped them to be true.

Suddenly he was rudely shoved aside by a punk with spiked hair. Some college kid. Don’t these guys have any manners or care for someone his age? Mahesh went to a corner table and moodily reflected on the day’s events.

He had loved Ms Joan Angelo since a long time. She was an attractive divorcee in her late twenties and was followed by every guy in the school staff. Mahesh didn’t dare to propose her as there was a huge age difference between them. He knew that he didn’t have a chance, especially as she was responding favorably to a tall and handsome PT teacher. Mahesh was a firm believer that age and looks never mattered in true love, but he doubted if Joan shared his sentiments.

Today was the universal Lover’s Day. So, he dared and bought a Valentine’s card. Gaudy, pink and all hearts, and went in the staff room when he was sure that she’s alone. He could have predicted the result! Joan looked at the card, then at his perspiring face, and burst out laughing. “Well, Mahesh! I can’t say that I’m not flattered, but look at your age! I do love you, but not the way you think! I’m very fond of you, but love is something else!” and she tried to chock in her laughter. Mahesh’s ears burned with humiliation. Behind the thick glasses his eyes seemed more owlish than usual. He just fled from the scene of accident. Mortified. That’s how he ended up at the Pizza Hut.

It was getting late. He knew that his family will be worried about him, but the only thing he cared for now was his broken heart. How can the light of his life be extinguished so brutally? He stared vacantly at the bright lights around him, which increased the darkness in his heart. Couples sitting with their partners enhanced his despondency and loneliness.

Suddenly he was pushed by that college punk. “Hey, move over! Sit somewhere else.”, the kid smirked. This was too much for Mahesh! He snapped. All the pent up frustration in him found a suitable vent. He got up and shoved the spiked guy. The punk was startled as if a lamb has bitten him! He wasn’t expecting any resistance from this quarter! Then, his male ego kicked in and he started thrashing Mahesh. Mahesh was no match for the young and muscular guy. The buttons of his shirt broke and the pocket was torn. The hunk slapped him hard and his glasses fell down and broke. People intervened and separated them. Mahesh straightened his clothes, lifted his bag and left for his home.

He was worried. How will he explain his parents about his torn school uniform and broken glasses? His puppy love gone out of his childish mind. Suddenly he froze! What if Ms Angelo complained to the principal!

There goes a very lonely, lovesick and worried boy on St Valentine’s Day!


19 responses to “Love

  1. Aww…the poor kid! But, such things are very common with teenage kids, irrespective of gender. The same Freudian explanation comes to it. But, another thing is, most of the times, such kids are more developed psychologically in terms of age. Defying the general rule of getting attracted to children of same age, their maturity gives the momentum to their likings for someone much older…. šŸ™‚


    • Yes. I agree to it. The fact that they get attracted towards elders displays a higher understanding and maturity, which separates them from ‘kids’, as they perceive their peers. It usually ends up in heartbreak, but that’s besides the point. Another thing common about such kids is their higher insecurity, which tends to attract them towards a partner, who is stronger, elder and more mature. The respect slowly turns into affection and then love. Well, not exactly love but a sort of limerence.

      Well, to be honest, I’m guilty of this complex. That’s what got me attracted towards Freud initially, when I realized that he had studied what I went through! šŸ˜€

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  2. The entire conception flipped upside down. I being a student of psychology am an adept supporter of psychoanalysis and that means a fan of Freud. We see things, feel them but do not admit. Personally I do not believe age difference can judge the course of love or any emotion (yes, Freud said that there is a certain age for Oedipus and Electra complex but then it is just the start of attraction) I have my personal reasons to see love beyond the common conception of age šŸ™‚

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    • Yes, I agree with that. Freud had indeed assigned age groups to his various results. For example, according to him Oedipus Complex is limited to teenagers or puberty. I don’t subscribe to this theory. Oedipal Complex is borne out of a sense of security by being with an older person and may or may not culminate sexually, depending upon the psychology of an individual and various other factors, such as depression, insecurity etc of the subject.

      In the above story, the protagonist falls in love with a woman twice his age. Which is a normal phenomenon and is a textbook example of Oedipal attraction. In fact, there is a similar behavior called Limerence, which portrays the same symptoms. However, limerence has got nothing to do with a sense of security and is purely based on physical attraction. It may or may not be cross-gender.

      Really happy to know that you are a student of psychology and to get your views, Datta! Thanks for reading! šŸ™‚


  3. Beautiful execution of the story, Rakesh. Despite displaying the photo of Mahesh in the beginning, you maintained the suspense and revealed the twist at climax. Kahin pe nigahen, kahin pe nishana. Liked the statement that you made regarding the status of Constitution in a country. Apt sketching of college kid with spiked hair. A complete entertainment and a lot to ponder on the concept of love, especially the difference in age.

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    • I always was intrigued by Freud and his half crazy theories. He may be considered a bit out of whack, but like his ‘Freudian Slip’, his theories peek through various stages of life, giving a glimpse of the truth, which we won’t admit in our right mind.

      Thanks a lot for your comment! They are usually better than my post! šŸ˜€


  4. Haha..the hope is still alive and kicking for Mahesh!
    Initial impression was one of an elderly man, but the end makes clear that Mahesh won’t remain dejected for long. He has a long way ahead šŸ™‚

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    • Of course! It’s impossible to keep a child depressed for long. They always bounce back. Their minds are too resilient and flexible. We all are born with that magical heart, but lose the resilience somewhere along the line, during the process of growing up.

      Happy that I was able to maintain the twist! šŸ™‚

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  5. A kid is a kid after all. I remembered Faiz Ahmed Faiz’s lines while concluding your story — “Aur bhi gham hain zamane mein mohabbat ke siwa”.
    I simply adore the climaxes of your stories Rakesh Ji. They end up in quite a shocking and unexpected manner. Initially, I thought Mahesh was an elderly person but the twists and turns at the end make it unusual and complex. I’ve read your other stories too, which portray the complexities of life, depicting Freudian theories. And would like to read more of such stories from you having psychoanalytic approach.
    It was an interesting read, and I discovered myself finishing it in half than normal time.

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    • Actually I love stories with a twist. Isn’t life like that too? Following the Murphy’s Law in its own fatheaded way?

      I’m quite impressed by Freud. I agree that most of his theories were too farfetched, but he makes sense in a weird sort of way at times. Well, even he was a Taurean! Stubborn and smug! šŸ˜€

      Thanks a lot for reading and commenting! šŸ™‚


    • Nah! It’s a Freudian story. šŸ˜€

      It’s all. šŸ™‚

      Freud was a genius, except certain of his theories, mind you.

      Hate to solve the twist of a sun swept sennit, but Mahesh was a 14 years old kid. šŸ˜€


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