I am all outta love

Enough…had it enough!!!!!!…this Valentine’s day, no overhearing friend’s mushy conversation, no watching Jack Dawson drown the hundredth time and seriously, no harping over "Why Me God...??? Why Me With No Valentine" factual. As a matter of fact, this year, I am going to spend my time glorifying the most loved subject…(i.e) L*O*V*E…the most divine creations of Lord, the feeling makes you believe that the most beautiful thing in the universe, dwells in your mirror…the feeling that takes you to the most exotic locations sans the passport…the feeling that .. the feeling that… that…that…CRAP!!!!
Yes, that’s right, I am no ways an ardent fan of “love”...yeah, sure it does bring a few “fine moments” in life but I think, it’s the damages it causes that leaves an everlasting impression …. An impression that would shamelessly take precedence over clutches of other adversities…for instance like this…
1.I GOT CUP IN 2 SUBJECTS ,Mind Evaluates : why didn’t I do combine study with Sanjay..? Why did I make those friendly banters about the professor, her multi-colored sarees were none of my business ? Why did he leave me..? I liked him so much ? Where did it all go wrong ?
2. HOUSE RENT DUE, Mind evaluates: why didn’t I save money from the start…? Why did buy the good for nothing roti-maker, how did I forget I don’t cook..? Why did he leave me..? Where did it all go wrong…?

And the list of Love-Ache-Overshadow-rest goes ceaseless….anyways, While we are on the subject of valentine’s day, thought would share a few snips that have always boggled my grey cells
i) What’s with “will u be my valentine” ???

I have been through the biography of St Valentine quite a number of times and most of the records state that this poor chap was put behind bars for getting couples married secretly…and then there was this jailor’s daughter who hated to do household chores and to escape the same, hanged around with St Valentine, listening to his stories.. gossiping basically…so before dying, he thought he should show his gratitude to her for her resisted yawns and hence wrote a very informal letter with his sign below, Yours Valentine…guys don’t u get it ????? they were not the “madly in love” couple …all that they shared was a platonic relationship…had the jailor’s daughter known that “your’s valentine” wouldn’t become such a hit signifying “an expression of love”, she wouldn’t have showed off the letter in vanity to her friends or to the least, would have considered taking house-keeping lessons in the first place.
ii) Shopping or do we say “girls day out” ?

All what I read in “why women can’t read maps…” i.e about the impeccable sense of direction in men, comes to a standstill when we bring the subject “shopping for valentine”… seriously poor guys, don’t know where the shopping malls are!!!!!!!!!!!! My recent visit to Landmark (no, please don’t get ideas. I was there shopping nursery rhyme book for my niece) left me gaping as there was no vestige of man.. So guys, if do shop…now is the time, SPEAK UP!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer -This post was not written with the intention of toning down your spirits on Valentine, love and like-wise (though, that was always there on the back of my mind ,) ) ,but with a hope to hear back from someone who has different version of it...from someone who could defy my theory on it..Any Takers ???