Anindita and Valentine’s day = Cool. Her boyfriend is taking her on a cruise.
Indrani and Valentines day = Boring. She has been on the phone chat stages since ages and will be for God knows how long.
Swasthi and valentines day = regular stuff – Dinner and dance.
Boski and valentines day = so sweet! He is cooking dinner for her and has composed a song for her! I am happy for her.
Me and Valentines Day =???
Sigh! Its Valentines Day again. There is a flutter all around me- Much ado about nothing like some star-studded Bollywood movies I say…
Since the day before yesterday, I have been subjected to demonstration of all sort of mush which has continued today to its full potent form. Not that I have any objection to anyone’s private preferences but at a point of time all these gets to you – especially if you are single and with only a diary as a companion. So there is no other option but to escape to my safe heaven in the building terrace with my diary, sit out for a few hours doing nothing particular…
Hmm! The sky is a beautiful blue with the white clouds making lovely pattern. The building to my left is a beehive of activity with some sort of construction going on but I guess it is lunch hour now. And there is a…Whoa! Now I will be darned…
Hey! Hey! Hey! No matter how voyeuristic it may sound but I am kind of liking what is going on there over at an inconspicuous corner…and so let me give you a word by word account of what’s happening there.
Well actually there are a couple there- labourers. No they aren’t exactly making out…but I saw the guy suddenly pull the female, towards him and she pushed him away smiling shyly… sweet! Real sweet! Ok from the looks, I think they are newly married, and she is not a worker but has come to visit him…
Wait a minute! Now what are they up to? why are they sitting down?
Oh! Ok! They are about to have lunch. She is fanning away the flies I guess… while he has his lunch in peace… how sweet! Wow! He does care for her… he is feeding her too in between bites… My God! The man really has love written all over him for her (no it’s not lust, at least not yet). He just now, lovingly pulled back a hair from her face which was bothering her… all the while chatting away gaily. (I wonder what they are chatting away so animatedly. Do they know it is Valentines Day today?)
Ok lunch is over… finally… But she has to leave now… and gosh! she looks really forlorn but she still manages to smile a sweet expectant smile. Her fingers entwined in his. Slowly parting his hand… but where is he rushing off to suddenly? Ok… he is searching something in his shirt pockets near by…Hell! Don’t tell me it is a packet of condom…I…I think…Owoww! It’s a pack of bindi… for her… Just look at her eyes light up after she changed her existing one for the new one…
But she is going away now while he watches from his post…And he is still watching… while she is moving further away from him. And he is…still watching…but the contractor has called him I think…for after a one last longing look, he moves away… shoulders hunched… chin in the chest….
And I too retreat for the day to my den… with a new entry in diary:
Me and Valentines Day = Hope for true love… Hope in the power of Love.
– Article written by Mani Padma. She is a Doctor by profession, working in Delhi. She is the chief-co brewer of GingerChai and has to her credit some of the interesting categories you see in GingerChai. Want to read more of her articles ? Click HERE.
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