Happy valentines day everyone….. Its been a real long time
since I wrote anything….between the almost 5 year old and the almost 1 year old
my blog got royally ignored. But today I want to write something close to my
heart. Today being what it is it feels like cupid has puked rainbows and hearts
all over my FB wall and whatsapp list. People have changed their DPs and
status. Tagged their better halves. Mothers have proclaimed that there is no
better valentines than their kids. Someone has tagged their dad (not sure if
the said dad knows that he has a FB account). So on and so forth. And while its
easy to sit and make fun of all this I for one am trying to enjoy all this PDA.
I mean yes some people can be really cheesy but is it that
bad to put up a collage of your favourite pics together. Or if its your
anniversary look back at the years spent and write a little something about it.
Now every couple has one person who will be the first to update their
significant others birthday anniversary or compliment them in social media.
While the other act like they are not related. Seldom I see both parties
equally excited. And I always end up feeling a little bad for the excited
person. Coz that’s me I relate to them. Ever since I remember my birthday has
been a big deal for me. Also i am the Subodh of my family. So I remember all
dates important or not. Engagement anniversary , first kiss , first fight,
first phone call. All of it. So I am the butt of all jokes. Im the dorky one
who needs to get a life or grow up. Like remembering a nice event is such a bad
thing. Meanwhile the ones who boast of not remembering anything or I don’t care
about my birthday or valentines is a western thing or I don’t get why we need
to celebrate our love only one day, these people are cool. Its almost like our
culture celebrates negative emotion. If you are dark and brooding or reserved
you have this mysterious aura. But if you are happy and sun shiny and
expressive about your happiness then you are the quintessential dork. Its almost
fashionable to diss PDA.
What is wrong in being mainstream? What is wrong in
celebrating a day for love? To profess your love on social media or get flowers
or bake a cake or write a poem? Its corny its cheesy its done to death but if
you feel like than why the hell not? I love all occasions all celebrations. I think
we cannot have enough excuses to be happy. Especially after Arav I feel the
need to exaggerate all celebrations. Today he came from school and asked me to
drive him to the mall. “Because I want to buy you something. Because teacher
said its valentines day and you should gift someone you love the most. And its
you mamma I love you the most and I want to buy you a nice nail polish. Pink or
orange.” And that’s all it took for my heart to melt into a mush. So haters can
hate and cynics can roll their eyes. But I love someone who wears their heart
on their sleeve.
Happy to be sappy :)
Happy valentines day again
