Another Valentines Post

I know, I know....so cliche right? Hehehe!


But its valentines and asking me not to write a valentine's post is like asking me not to wish you a merry Christmas on Christmas day. I have nothing against this day. In fact it amuses me. The lengths people go to.It's more fun watching the news in the evening. It shifts all focus from the drudgery that life occasionally is. From horses to helicopter to ridiculous red outfits. You have to admit, there's no holiday like Valentines. All that's left is for it to be gazetted!

There used to be this couple in campus who used to celebrate valentines every year without fail. He'd come to the halls (Hall 2 to be precise) in a suit, a red tie and a red handkerchief folded thing in his coat pocket carrying a red rose or teddy bear or some other red gift. AND he would find waiting for him, a girl fully clad in red including hair band. I think he used to take her for breakfast in AICAD(very prestigious at the time especially to our campus pockets). We used to sit at the balcony and make fun of them all morning long. Romeo meets Juliet. Whether Romeo married Juliet, I will never know. But if it was me...I would melt on the spot. Because I was over embarrassed, not overjoyed.

I have never celebrated Valentines. Mostly because the day passes me by the same way July 5th or October 24th does. Or even my birthday. I don't do calendar dates well. period. And worse still public displays of affection. I have been given chocolate on Valentines exactly twice before in my life. Both times I fumbled around for words and eventually mumbled a thank you and then wondered at what to do. Hug? fist bump? peck? giggle? So I safely chose to do nothing. The hurt in their eyes was apparent. But in my defense when you are as confused as I was, doing anything at all becomes very awkward. You either end up with those awkward hugs which have a half handshake stuck between the 2 of you, or that peck that lands on the ear or on the mouth. Trust me, those things only look cute in movies. And I am already awkward enough without help.



So its not that I wouldn't mind an over priced dinner every once in a while or dying roses that cost half my salary (although I would prefer the cheque) but it would depend on whether or not you are comfortable taking a girl out in her gray work pants and flats to a restaurant full of red, short, body revealing dresses(and painful heels). Not to mention the awkwardness you will have to sit through as I fumble with dishes I neither know how to use, eat or pronounce.

But its the thought that counts. And every man has his poison. The same way I wouldn't have expected my campus boyfriend to come trotting to my room n a red tie, I won't stand around expecting my future love to be walking through a rainy February day with half drooping flowers. But if he wishes too, then that's his prerogative. And he shall be greatly rewarded for his efforts and possible embarrassment. I mean, every girl at some point in life wants an over blown romantic gesture. So why not enjoy a public display of humiliation which I can go on to brag about for days.

But before I close my random never ending valentines thoughts of this strangely awkward yet over priced day, here are a few good things about valentines day:

1: Alot of children will be conceived today (I am living testimony!)
2: 69 Billion or so is collected by the tax man from the booming horticulture industry (I said it severally and I shall say it again, stop being selfish and support our economy)
3: In a time of year when tourism numbers are dwindling, restaurants and resorts the town over will have at least one day of booming business.(and at ridiculous prices for that matter!)
4: This is the one day of the year that men have to act utterly strange and slightly emasculated. (Some things just have to be celebrated.More than once, I say)
5: There are just as many or more jokes that crop up from this day as on April Fool's day (Do I hear an Amen from stand up comedians everywhere!)
6: Manipulative women everywhere can drag that elusive "I love you" on this day!(how else can you show that your man is better and more in love than all men.)
7: Last but not least....men can expect to be treated like miniature kings for at least a month, starting tomorrow. Depending on how they play out today (If you did really good... :)

Jeremy visited a florist's shop which showed a large sign that read, 'Say It With Flowers.'

'Wrap up one rose, please' Jeremy demanded of the florist's assistant.

'Only one?' she enquired frowning.

'Ah yes just the one', Jeremy replied. 'I'm a man of very few words.'