First love

... at four, it was a newly-sprouted bean plant
... at five, it was the blue school uniform
... at seven-and-a-half, it was Treasure Island
... at 10, it was the set of four ink pens
... at 12, it was torrid rainy nights
... at 13, it was my first-ever poem
... at 15, it was my first black silk saree
... at 16, it was Wasim Akram!
... six months later, it was cricket and Shahid Afridi!!
... at 17, I was too busy
... at 18, I was lost
... at 19, it was novels and Amitav Ghosh
... at 20, it was a rebellion
... at 21, it was my first love haiku
... four months later, it was my first image haiku
... at 23, I was disinterested



... at 25, I think I've had too many firsts to even list them.