ಸಂಬಂಧಿತ ಚಿತ್ರ

By Neel Anil Panicker

Teenaged pangs for boys much like birth pangs  for expectant mothers and exam pangs for students are just that__ a well worn out truism that’s as old as the hills.

And so it was with me as I stepped into my teens and found myself palpitating, hyperventilating and salivating__all these bodily functions happening at once, and at the same time__ every time my lascivious eyes scanned the contours of Miss Saxena, our well endowed Science teacher, whom I had privately christened ‘Miss Sexyna’.

Though she taught us Physics she was my first interface with Biology as I learnt more about the human body and my own bodily functions in particular merely by studying her from head to toe like I was some police sniffer dog rifling my nose through a mound of explosives at a bomb blast crime.

To my infertile impressionistic mind ‘Miss Sexyna’ was no less than a nuclear bomb that had exploded onto my mindscape though, I must say here that this ‘weapon of mass destruction’ left me with no visible scars except a deep everlasting glow all through the one year that she sashayed in and out of classrooms and schools corridors, helping me, albeit indirectly, navigate the torturous and tortuous lanes and bylanes that lead to manhood.

And for that, if only for that, here’s my personal heart filled thanks to Miss Sexy…oops Miss Saxena with whom I believe, I shared a unique chemistry.

 #neelanilpanicker #flash #memories #schoollife #musings #childhood #TTC #FOWC #239words #realistic #humour #life

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