https://blog.karthikrp.com/tags/crush/Recent content in crush on ReflectionsHugo -- gohugo.ioen-us© Karthik Ramaswamy PadmanabhanThu, 30 Mar 2023 22:26:25 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/finding-a-partner-in-crime/Thu, 30 Mar 2023 22:26:25 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/finding-a-partner-in-crime/“You gents need some women in your life.” I heard Melissa’s voice coming from inside the bathroom. “I have not seen a dirtier place in my life.” I turned to look at Santosh, my roommate who was sitting on the other end of the couch in the living room, half in embarrassment, half in amusement. He stared back at me with a similar mix of emotions. We were actually not going to be roommates for long.https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/love-at-work/Sat, 30 Jan 2010 22:11:52 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/love-at-work/I hated to work on Saturday evenings. Especially since all my roommates would be enjoying in Kilroy’s Sports Bar, while I would be cleaning up trash, or serving burritos. That Saturday, I was put up at the Italian food joint, and it was particularly busy. I had never seen so much crowd before, and it was tiring. The only solace was that Hafize was working in a place right opposite to mine.https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/game-over/Sat, 15 Aug 2009 22:05:32 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/game-over/“Welcome to Indianapolis!”, the driver announced as the shuttle entered the airport. Though it was the second time I was going to Indy, something about the place looked unfamiliar to me. Maybe it was the weather? I didn’t know. It was kind of chill and foggy when I got down from the shuttle. There was the scent of rain, but I hoped it wouldn’t rain, at least not till I get back inside the safety of my apartment.https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/the-accidental-date/Mon, 23 Jun 2008 21:15:29 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/the-accidental-date/“Eat something and go!” My mom shouted from the kitchen. “No, ma. It is already late! I’m leaving. Bye!!” I shouted back and as I went out through the front door, I tripped on the carpet and almost fell down. Unfortunately, my mom happened to see this. “Come inside, sit down, and drink water. It is a bad sign if you trip when you are going out.” she told me.https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/the-unforgettable-exam/Thu, 29 May 2008 21:13:20 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/the-unforgettable-exam/It was the day of my last exam after which the summer holidays were about to begin. My parents had already planned a trip to Ooty during the holidays, and I was too preoccupied with it, that I hardly prepared for the exam. Not that the exam needed preparation. The subject was General Knowledge, in which I was the topper, every time. I was also good in quizzing, and my general knowledge was much higher than that of an average seventh class student.https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/inside-the-bus/Thu, 22 May 2008 20:56:40 -0500https://blog.karthikrp.com/posts/inside-the-bus/It was a really hot day. The bus stop was crowded and there wasn’t any bus in sight. I was sweating profusely and my shirt had already become wet. I was praying that a bus should come soon, when I saw her crossing the road from the college gate towards the bus stop. Anjana was my classmate and the prettiest girl in my college. Though we were classmates, I hardly spoke to her and she could, at best, be classified just as my acquaintance.