Accidentally Drawn Into a Web of Embarrassment: The Day I Tried to Sketch My Crush

Oh. My. Gawd. Alright, buckle up, because this story is chef's kiss embarrassing. It’s one of those "why did I do this?" moments, but like, in the most cringe-worthy, hilarious, yet oh-so-relatable way possible.

Picture this: I’m 17, hormones are doing their thing, and everything is literally a Bollywood movie in my head. I’m talking about that drama, the slow-motion walk, the dramatic eye contact, you know the vibe. So, there I was, minding my own business, scrolling through Instagram like any other normal GenZ, when..BOOM.. there he was. The guy of my wildest dreams (cue Bollywood music and dramatic heartbeats).

I was shaking. You know when your heart skips a beat and suddenly a romantic song starts playing in your head, and you’re convinced you’re the star of some epic love story? Yeah. That was me. I had a moment. My brain was like: “OMG, he exists. He’s real. And he’s just posted a story.” And then, plot twist: it turns out he lives super close to me. Suddenly, my Instagram crush wasn’t just a digital fantasy. No, he was a natural person who could walk past me on the street. Dramatic eye contact would soon be a reality.

So naturally, we started the whole talking stage thing: the awkward DMs, the “hi, how are you” conversations, the occasional “What’s up?” Like, every typical cringe-worthy interaction you can think of. Then one day, he messaged me: “Kya kar rahi ho?” And I, being the artsy girl I thought I was, replied, “Trying to draw something.” And what does Mr. Charming reply? I kid you not, he says, and I quote: “Mat koshish kar, nahi bana payegi.”

I mean... BRO? 😳 You just doubted my artistic abilities?! Well, you know what? That was it. You’ve now unleashed the artist in me. I made a vow to myself: I WILL MAKE A SKETCH SO GOOD, YOU’LL BE SHOCKED.

And guess what? I did it.

I made a sketch that was literally better than him. Like, if this boy was the subject of a sketch, he would’ve looked at it and thought, "Who is this gorgeous person?" because it looked better than the real him. I’m talking about shading, highlights, contouring basically, the Mona Lisa had nothing on me.

So, like any normal human being (who was possibly one too many steps into obsession), I decided to send him a snap of it. I’m expecting, like, a “Wow, you’re so talented!” or “Omg, this is amazing!” or even just a simple, “Nice, thanks.” But NO. He’s just shocked.

Like, genuinely, shocked.

And then, here's where it gets real messy: he showed it to all his friends. Yes. He thought, “This is such a gem of a moment, I must share this with the world!” Now, imagine a group chat with all of his friends, laughing at my expense, thinking that I’m the girl who's so obsessed with him that I’ve drawn a portrait of him and put it up in my room. A roomful of jokes at my expense. I was the punchline for weeks.

Now, enter my best friend, Shru. My ride-or-die, my girl, my “I’ll always tell you the truth even if it means you hate me for a day” friend. When she found out about my artistic endeavours (or, as she called it, my “obsession with a guy who clearly couldn’t care less”), I swear, I saw a glint in her eyes that was very murder-y. Like, she almost stabbed me with a butter knife because she was so embarrassed for me. There was so much disappointment; I thought she would start her own dramatic Bollywood sob scene there.

And here’s the real kicker: Looking back, I still can’t figure out whether I should be proud of the incredible artistic feat I pulled off or just cringe every time I think about how much energy I wasted on a guy who never even treated me like a decent human being. He didn’t even notice that I was like, “I made this for you”, – yet his friends thought it was worth an entire group chat roast.

It’s all part of growing up, right? Maybe I’ll cringe forever, but perhaps it was just one of those silly, ridiculous things I had to go through to figure things out.

So, here I am: the girl who sketched her crush and became the laughingstock of his entire friend group. And you know what? I’m still unsure if I should feel proud or embarrassed, but I’ve learned one thing: Never let a boy make you draw something.

And if you do? Make sure he deserves that masterpiece.

And guess what, it’s his birthday today!!

See you in the next one 

Toodless!

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