Valentine’s Day!

The dawn of this day would draw one’s breath away. For those in love, you know why it leaves you gasping.  And for those who aren’t, it will anyway rid your lungs off oxygen when someone enquires why you are all alone on this special day. Either way, it’s your breath or your death. Courtesy: Valentine’s Day.

I always wondered why a relationship is celebrated and reveled in on only one particular day. Then, enlightenment dawned as if I was under a Bodh Tree. Of course, the rest of the year everyone’s terribly busy fighting. In fact, the more I analyse this day, the more the disadvantages surface.  First, to indulge in this day, a boy needs to have a girlfriend. And one doesn’t befriend girls easily in these days of high inflation and spiraling costs.

To court a girl, along with stupid guts, one must also have truckloads of cash. Rubbing salt into wounds are girls’ finicky choices that closely infringe on insanity. Chocolates from Switzerland or Germany, flowers of a particular plant (which probably exists only in Siberia), outings to five-star rated places, lunch at Marriot or Park Hayat…the list is often expensive and endless! Even after catering to her lofty dreams, still, that doubt at the back of the head keeps nagging. Will I marry her or am I going to get dumped at the crucial last hour?! Believe me, knowing a woman’s mind is far more difficult than counting all the stars in the Milky Way.

As it is the human species is nerdy. But the nerdier among these two homosapiens is the woman.  She gets a high on the eve of meeting her boyfriend but low if he gets accidentally delayed by seven and half minutes. Of course, his delay is because of chock-a-block traffic (which she actually could see). Yet the poor guy is left to apologise for the rest of the day. When he finally thinks she’s accepted the apology and he thinks they could finally spend some time together, she packs her bag and starts to leave, murmuring something about it being  too late. Of course, the guy is left in the lurch not knowing what truck just hit him.

As if the woman isn’t enough to pour water on carefully woven dreams, there’s another danger lurking around the corner for the unsuspecting love-stricken boys - the Saffron volunteers. These self-declared, righteous individuals’ main agenda for the day is to marry off any pair of boy and girl seen together on Valentine’s Day. My only concern would be in their enthusiasm they don’t marry off a brother and sister by mistake. In fact, I heard last year on Valentine’s Day they barged into a pub and thrashed girls black and blue. Of course, it might be their turn now. But, once they get married. The roles are sure to get reversed. Then they would taste their own medicine. You see, god’s not lost out on his humor. Not yet.

In conclusion, I believe Valentine’s Day could be disastrous for boys!  So-so for girls. But it’s a terrific day for florists and those belonging to entertainment businesses. If you are unmarried and have your finger sticking in the pie of either the florist or the entertainment business, I have every reason to seriously envy you.