Today, there will be flash mobs in different parts of the country dancing in pink. Today, there will be love letter competitions on reality television shows. Today, companies selling cards will generate most of their annual revenue. To make things more interesting, politicians and fanatics who feel compelled to exercise their powers on the rest of mankind in the name of moral policing will raid a few public parks and beat up unsuspecting couples hidden under umbrellas in the name of saving our rich Indian culture from western contamination. Despite this, love will blossom, like those tiny colorful spring flowers after a downpour in the deserts, in colonies and neighborhoods, in front of schools and colleges, and in buses and local trains.
Tonight, there will be gifts, flowers, candle night dinners, and claims of husband taking a half day off work, or better still, not going to work at all. Tonight there will be sultry love making, with all your half-baked teenage fantasies from the Harlequin Romances coming true. How do I know all this, you may ask? From Facebook, of course. Is there a better medium of
showoff affluence display than Facebook? There will be six dozen “surprise” roses arriving at the office during an unsuspecting moment when you are at a meeting pretending you did not even know it is Valentine’s Day.
There would be bars and standards set in comparison to previous years, or better still, in comparison to what your friends got this year. Like cricket, there will be live updates of the different stages and phases of the display of love. “Just received a bunch of flowers at work. Love you hubby!” (with 50 “Likes” and a dozen “awwwww” comments on Facebook). “Hubby is chopping onions and crying, in the process of cooking the “surprise” tandoori chicken for our candlelit dinner”. “Wonder why hubby went to Tiffany’s last week with his female office colleague!” “Hubby just told his boss he does not care that he is on pager duty, and is taking off for the rest of the afternoon”.
Honestly, would you have much respect for a person who refuses to go to work because it is Valentine’s Day? I would, actually. I would go swooning at his feet out of respect, wondering if he can differentiate between praise and sarcasm. With a bunch of carnations and an incarnation of Cupid for a husband, the only good thing missing in life would be a live documentation of the amorous life you lead. Facebook comes into the picture now and satisfies the need for a live coverage of love, longing, hormones, pheromones, and expectation fulfillment in the name of “Surprise!!!!”.
I was greeted by an email this morning (by one of those websites that convince you into buying useless stuff on Valentine’s day) that read, “Have you experienced that deep-rooted longing, the longing for a love that is big, beautiful, and blissful?” Of course I have, I told myself. With five methods courses this semester, research work, homework, assignments, writing papers, attending conferences, learning statistical software like Stata and SPSS, modeling logistic regression data, and slogging through my PhD, all I feel at the end of the day is a “longing for that big and beautiful love”.
Hence I take a shower every night, tuck myself in bed, play a few rounds of online scrabble or read the book “He’s not that into you”, fall asleep snoring my brains out, and it is morning again, the alarm is shrieking mercilessly for my 8 am class, and it is time to run to work. Is that not the big, beautiful love? No, really, it is refreshing to see so many people view life and romanticism through a different lens, a lens where there is joy in not just receiving gifts, but in showing it off on a social networking site. I do not know if it is age, hormones, or mental makeup, but who cares? At least you are not wasting and whiling the last few years of your youth hunched on categorical predictors and missing data handling. Please do not take me seriously. Long before I consulted the doctor, I knew I suffered from “Sour Grapes Syndrome”.
Happy Valentines Day, everyone. Please keep the love alive, kicking, and most importantly, showing! For it is not love if it does not show.
Photo credit: ViaMoi
Good Mo(u)rning Mr Valentine!
February 14, 2012
For it is not love if it does not show !!!
It is that time of the year again. Today is THE day - your only opportunity to show how much you love your
bitter better half. So what if nations are at war, the world is coming to an end, you are thinking of switching boy/girl friends, or you have realized this is perhaps a merger of convenience and not a marriage of love. This is your only chance to publicly show the expansiveness of your love.