Valentine
day was here and it’s gone, yea, neatly tucked away till 2016. How did you
spend your Valentine’s Day? I know there are different categories of people
concerning Val celebrations.
Those
who don’t believe in it, these are the tough skinned, my-love-sees clearly, I-am-never-in-a-maze
kind of persons. They are not the lovey-dovey, mushy personalities. They most
often don’t believe in special dates like anniversaries and may often forget birthdays
and special events. To them, they can celebrate love whenever, wherever and
however without making a fuss about it. I want to believe they are mostly the
focused, clear headed, I see beyond the facade kind of persons.
Those
who don’t believe in it because they don’t have anyone to spend the day with are
those who over the years have had their hearts broken, smashed and left in
tatters. They are “relationship-less” and therefore claim not to believe in the
essence of Valentine’s Day. This category of persons will switch sides once
they find themselves dating again. They are like the weather; they see the
sunny side of life when all is looking rosy and green.
Those
of who are unrepentant “lovaholics” and celebrate it unhindered, I fall under
this category. We are the advocates of love; we don’t have a reason to
celebrate. We just love having gifts and sharing gifts. Also, I might add that
under this category are the “follow-follow”, they don’t understand what the day
is all about but will rather be caught dead not going with the flow.
And
lastly those who are forced to celebrate it (Hubby falls under this category). This
category of persons is arm twisted; blackmailed and threatened to celebrate Valentine’s
Day. To them it is just a craze and farce by commercial vendors to get people
to spend money by ascribing a special status to a day.
I
remember one time in the office that a delivery man brought roses, cake and
chocolates to one of my colleagues...when
the delivery man came to the office and asked of her, she was “awwwing” and “haaaaaing”, everyone was peeping wondering where the roses, cake
and chocolate came from. Babes begin to elongate their neck to read the tags
and know who the mystery man was, as per we all knew she was “boyfriend–less”
at this time. Lo and behold, the florist
must have made a mistake because they used her name as the sender and receiver
of the roses...oh my days, she was taunted and I am sure she was embarrassed, I
was ashamed on her behalf....who in this day and age still does sh*t
like this, and if you must do, the watch word is don’t be caught. That’s the
day I know babes are not smiling at all.
I
don’t think I want to be the babe without a gift for valentine but it has
happened to me before, though we ended up having dinner later in the day. Will
I go to the extreme and send a gift to myself...nope....will I mope.....I don’t
think so, I am hyper like that, I have so much positive energy at times, it
scares me as well.....just the same way that I can flip the coin at a short notice.
I got the two extremes of introvert and extrovert personality.
Truth
be told, I am not so crazy about Valentine celebration as I was some years ago,
so I guess maybe Hubby’s prayers might work and I will outgrow it ....my Val
celebration was low key when compared with previous years...no particular
reason sha, Victoria island traffic was #doromegasuperstar.....and all those “small-
small” children like Duru Aldophus Jnr *winks* just filled all the
malls and fast food joints. Shopping for groceries or any other item that
day was so tasking, I am thinking of starting a campaign to restricting
Valentine’s celebration to just the married and mature
adults...kilode...because you want to buy plastic flower and Ferrero Rocher
chocolate, you won’t let a whole Auntie Sykik see road again..... hehehehe..........there’s
no respect again. Abeg, raise your
hand if you support my advocacy, lol...Sykik is a confirmed “agbaya”.
I
need to outgrow this Valentine fever because Hubby has jokingly said he hopes
when I am old and grey and with no teeth to chop chocolate again, he will rest
from Valentine’s Day celebration, (kai,
to imagine that such a day will come) and maybe he will be giving me corned
beef instead. I had to remind him that he’s some years older, so it’s
reassuring that he will be old , grey and without teeth before me...I won’t
even feed him with corned beef...I will five him grounded sardine...hehehehe.....old
age Valentine love go sweet oh
