My first kiss: 'I made her promise to initiate it!'
Your first relationship may not have lasted, but everyone usually has fond memories of the very first time they kissed someone. Illustrations: Uttam Ghosh
We invited readers to share stories of the first time they were kissed -- here is the next set of responses!
First up we have this tale from a reader who prefers to remain anonymous:
It was in October 2003 that our marriage was fixed. Being an arranged marriage, we started chatting and sharing our views with each other around this time. The discussion used to be on various topics, sometimes serious sometimes funny. As happens with all just-in-love couples, we enjoyed the discussions a lot -- even though the topics were vague and unrealistic!
Once, when we were chatting about a random subject as usual, the topic slowly shifted to romance and we started discussing kissing. Then I expressed my wish that whenever we kissed for the first time, that she would initiate it and not me! She was surprised hearing this, but later agreed that she would initiate it whenever it happened.
We got married in June, 2004. On the first night, while we were holding hands, my wife sat down, and gently made me lie down with my head in her lap. She put both her hands on my cheeks and bent down slowly to give me a passionate kiss! It was a long kiss, full of love. That was the most romantic moment for both of us. I was really glad that I received the first kiss from her, as promised.
We have now been married for more than seven years and have a great life. along with our wonderful daughter.
Share the story of your first kiss with us. Write in to us at email@example.com and we'll publish the best entries right here.
You need not use your real name and e-mail IDs will not be disclosed.
'That was the last time we were together'
And here is reader Nikhil Baluja's account of his special moment:
This is about a gal I first contacted through LinkedIn. I shared my contact number with her after I found out that she was from the same town as me. For some reason, she called me and we planned a meeting one evening. After hitting the gym, I called and went to meet her outside her hostel.
After that, we didn't meet for two-three months. Finally when we did, we ended up at my house and she told me to drop her home at 11 pm. I asked her to stay, to which she replied that she would only if I sang her praises all night and I agreed. After I had been going on for about two hours, I wanted to touch her and hold her in my arms. So I did some notorious things like engaging her in a pillow fight and teasing her and somehow we got a little closer.
Then I sat down beside her and it was the time I felt her breath, her heart pounding faster as I held her face in my both hands and brought her closer. I kissed her on her forehead and hugged her as that was the last time we were together.
I still miss her very much, and it's unfortunate that we are no longer together. Thinking about her makes me cry all day. I want her to be happy always and wish I could take good care of her.