Radha just started junior year of high school and was
turning 16. “This year was going to be a great and momentous year” – she told
herself in the morning. Radha met up with her friends. They caught each other
up with what they did over the summer while walking to school. It was really
like any first day of school. They saw some familiar faces and some not so
familiar faces – it was a pretty big school.
Being a junior meant that Radha would be taking some
upper-division courses, which means that she may have some classes with
seniors. Radha did not really think any of this. Until in her afternoon class a
senior boy walked into her class and sat next to her. She could not take her
eyes off of him. He had black waving hair and he smelled of jasmine.
As the teacher of the class was calling out attendance,
Radha waited and listened for his name. The teacher called out the name “Krishna”
and the boy next to her responded “here.” So his name is Krishna. Radha could
not think of a better name for the boy sitting next to him. Throughout the
whole class they did not exchange one word. Radha was too shy to say anything
anyways.
After the first day of school was finally over, Radha met up
with her friends to walk back home. She used this opportunity to them all about
Krishna. She talked all the way from school to her house. She really adored
him. Her friends could tell how much Radha liked Krishna just based on her
expression while she was telling them about him so they tried to give Radha
some advice on how to them talking. They suggested pretending to need a pencil
to borrow or needing help with the class homework. These all were good
suggestions but it was a matter if Radha was willing to do them.
Weeks went by and still Radha and Krishna had not exchanged
even one word. The longer Radha waited to talk to him the harder is getting the
courage to talk to him.
One day during class the teacher announced that she was
going pair everyone up for project they must complete by the end of the
semester. As the teacher was calling out the pairs, she said Radha’s name and
to her surprised she also said Krishna’s name. It was destiny. This could quite
possibly be the beginning of something amazing.
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| (Radha and Krishna) |
Author's Note:
My story is loosely based on the poem "The First Passion of Radha" from the Coomaraswamy. Songs of the Love of Radha and Krishna. When first reading the original poem, it reminded me of a school girl crush. This inspired me to modernize the story. I kept the idea of how Krishna is superior to Radha. In the original story Krishna is a God this makes him superior to Radha. In my particular story I just made him into a senior which is still superior to Radha. She is only a junior. I also kept the main idea that Radha adores Krishna. I just modernized it into a schoolgirl crush. I ended the story the way I did because I wanted the reader to make up his own conclusions of what happens next.
"The First Passion of Radha" from coomaraswamy. Songs of the Love of Radha and Krishna by Bidyapati (1915). Web Source: Public Domain.
