Passion of a High School kid III

Being air borne and surf as an avian was what he cherished. He used to love the time when his mother used to tell him stories as a kid about Icarus and his magical wax wings. He thought of never going near sun and loosing them like Icarus did once he receive them.

When he got certain that the magical wings were never fashioned again after Icarus fell, he sought other ways when he came across the story book read of magical broom used by witches. He asked his parents where he could find one but they would always tell him that he is too young to steer it not desiring to break the kid’s heart. He was content with collecting the stickers of the witch with broom for time being.

He was so excited when the stories of Harry Potter came and Quidditch became his favorite sport .He used to lay aside pocket money to buy the novel on the same day of its release and would teleport in the novel and race with harry on Nimbus 2000.He always used to wonder why he has not seen anyone playing it in Izmir.

Gone were the days of the fantasy kid world, he was an adolescent now and knew it was all fictitious except the air borne planes. Nothing like a personal air bike or broom exists for the matter of fact. He had to pinch himself to believe when his father got him an air bike instead of counter strike game as he expected. It was unheard of in turkey and his father got it shipped from Germany as soon as the product entered the market.

This was the time to call Cosku to fiddle around with the air wagon together. Cosku had pretty good knowledge when it came to land wagons but air borne would be a new challenge for him too. They will bend the air and cut through the sea of clouds.

After getting expertise in driving, he could ask Aylin for a ride too and it would definitely be the cool stuff Cosku was talking about.

When called, Cosku didn’t believe at first but he was amazed when he looked at it for real and they started trying to operate it that moment only. The vehicle need to be supplied with initial fuel for making up the thrust and but then it was supposed to use the heat from its surroundings to drive through. It took an hour before they could be airborne. It scared hell out of them at first when they couldn’t control the speed of it and regretting not reading about it first. It just cut across the wind like a blade but then Cosku figured out how to control the amount of heat absorbed and hence change the speed. It got soo much smoother and exhilarating.

Being a coastal kid, he started swimming almost before walking and then wind surfing but this experience was different, definitely different .He had been fantasizing about this for so long.He adored his father for the moment.

Bekir !!! Bekir!!!

Ohh Boy!! Wake up, you don’t want to be late for the first day of school, Cosku must be on his way for here already.

Passion of a High School kid II

It was already twilight when Bekir came back from the flashback footage from yesterday and the beacon of sky turned from radiant gold to dark bronze taking away the sheen of the lake. Floral scents began to waft around from fragrant orchids with cool weather making aroma from petals evaporate slower. Birds were chirping as high as their larynxes could license.

The surroundings began to coalesce in darkness and he was drowned in the mélange of sentiment implosion. He felt an invisible burden pouring down making him befuddled.

“I should tell Cosku about it. It seems like a disease, equivalent to mind-fuck. He being my childhood buddy will definitely have some panacea”.

“Or maybe not, my chances seem remote. Aylin is already hooked up with a dandy hunk. Why would she like the geeky spectacle bearing – chubby cheeked-braced tooth Bekir”.

“But girls like intelligent and fast guys; I am much more mobile and strategic than Ali in the sport. She seemed imprinted, at least a little bit, may be / may be not”.

“I don’t have an experience!!!!!”

“Everyone starts as beginner .Stay calm. Keep faring. For the harder you try, the closer you go. ” His teacher’s words echoed deep.

“Cosku has to shape up the script of my love story”, he felt like a protagonist to act in a play for a moment.

Thoughts kept pouring in and continued to tickle down……………..

Ultimately the thought stream geared towards talking with Cosku which untangled the knot in the stomach and the laughter unrolled.

Next Morning…..

Off on the rolls of his skateboard, he headed to Mustafa Kemal Sahil Blvd. to meet Cosku. Coksu was involved with his cousin Alain playing Frisby and learning different throws. Watching Bekir dashing in to the yard, he called him to join them but Bekir’s modality gave him the hint of his queasiness.

“Everything comes so naturally to me, I have never put in any effort. It’s the first time I have this feeling of queasiness which keeps on harping,” explained Bekir.

“Your brain evolved super cool but this is where it left behind. This is a not a programming assignment you will finish in a couple of minutes and get over with it,” Cosku laughed.

“Does this work?” Bekir did a cool somersault in the air.

“Dude, just use your brains to impress her with some cool stuff.” said Cosku.

Passion of a High School kid I

Bekir dropped a pebble in water producing a splash scaring the floating ducklings. He was pinching himself in disbelief how he was spending whole past month of his vacations gaming and suddenly lay off and left off with queasiness, only musing about a blonde girl whom he met yesterday. It was the last breath of constancy in a gale of change.

His mom called him to get ready and eat breakfast soon. This was the day of grade announcement for junior high and like every other day of school, his friend Cosku came to company him. Bekir always packed a happy-go-lucky attitude and knew he would sweep through easily. Bekir never cared about grades but somehow his brains prophesied to do the magicke and evolved to snag a bargain with his laziness. The wizardry again maneuvered to make him the topper taking Cosku by surprise who could never understand this affair even being his closest friend since childhood. Cosku even being an untiring guy could never beat him.

On the spur of the moment Cosku came up with an idea of catching up with some girls from another school supposed to attend grade announcement on the same day. This was purportedly the most famous school in Izmir and guys always tried to hook up with girls from there. When he urged on Bekir to accompany him, he gave a nay response ideating of a new counter strike game his father promised to get him if he aced. When again japed about his straightness,Bekir nonchalantly agreed and accompanied Cosku to swan lake.

It was very unlike Bekir to broach conversation with girls being always involved with geeky computer games or soccer. He was caught attention of this green eyed blonde girl sitting by the lake who chanced to know Bekir as a gallant player of soccer from Izmir high school. After all, she was the foremost cheer leader of Manisa high and their team discomfited because of Bekir’s last minute goal making him despised but imprinted among whole cheer lead squad. This happened when their captain kicked the ball with a bending crossing pass that kissed the grass a foot in front of Aylin’s boy friend, alone on the right side near the edge of the box. All of a sudden, Bekir materialized out of nowhere with a bang and got his right foot on the ball, netting the ball right across the dumbfound goal keeper.

She came over to talk about yesterday but being always casual about girls he didn’t recognize her. Watching her walking over instilled in him a fear of fumbling with words, losing control over facial muscles and senses. He felt so clueless for a second when she complimented him as if he forgot about everything and then blushed afterward.