Today is 14th Feb. Valentine's Day. I am sitting alone at home and writing a blog. You think its boring, right? Well, not really.
The first time I got a feel of Valentine's day when I was in college. I wanted to look my best. Already bored of my clothes, I borrowed my friend Pooja's blue and green checkered shirt with my favorite black jeans. My blunt hair-cut and short height made me look like a school girl. And my enthusiasm and curiosity for the day made me feel like a toddler. Off I went in a rickshaw on the empty roads of Pune to attend the first lecture at 7:30 am. Except the afternoon lunch which we four friends enjoyed together gossiping and giggling away to glory nothing particular happened that day. I was the small and single cute girl of the college so no guy gave bhaav also to me. But I was happy throughout because it was Valentine's day!
Since I officially never dated anybody around 14th Feb, my Valentine Days have always gone by smoothly without much hooo haaa.
It was only in 2008 that things changed. I got married in February 2008. With the much anticipated wedding on 28th February I was also expecting something special on 14th Feb 2008. To my dismay, that was the chosen day for Shiv Sena's protest on celebrating Valentine's Day. Staying in Pune, my expectations had to be limited. But it was my first and only Valentine's Day with my fiance, Abhijit. Later that month, he was due to become somebody called husband.
Abhijit was staying in Mumbai which is hardly 3 hours journey from Pune. I wanted him to come and spend time with me. Being a weekday it was tough for him. He had taken 2 weeks leave for our marriage. But more than that, the overly cautious and less expressive fiance was afraid of politics ruining our romance. Can you believe it? We were arguing on phone about the situation and I insisted why can't he come down to Pune. Listening to my side completely, he said that was not why he called up. He asked me to come to the balcony. My excitement and expectations of seeing him knew no bounds. Hurriedly, I went over and was leaning on the wall of the balcony. He asked me to wait. My heart was about to skip a beat to see him. He said "Do you see somebody coming with a bouquet of flowers?" I saw a guy with a bouquet of bright red colored roses. He said "That's my friend who has escorted this bouquet from my side." I looked at him and burst out laughing.
That's Abhijit. My one and only husband. Still the same. He would never go out of his way to get his heart out. But he would always always be there when I need him. We never believe in giving gifts to each other on birthdays and anniversary. But its the small and big surprises that we bring throughout the year. His generosity has been overwhelming and attitude just perfectly unperturbed. We celebrate our relationship throughout the year and therefore everyday is like Valentine's Day now.
The first time I got a feel of Valentine's day when I was in college. I wanted to look my best. Already bored of my clothes, I borrowed my friend Pooja's blue and green checkered shirt with my favorite black jeans. My blunt hair-cut and short height made me look like a school girl. And my enthusiasm and curiosity for the day made me feel like a toddler. Off I went in a rickshaw on the empty roads of Pune to attend the first lecture at 7:30 am. Except the afternoon lunch which we four friends enjoyed together gossiping and giggling away to glory nothing particular happened that day. I was the small and single cute girl of the college so no guy gave bhaav also to me. But I was happy throughout because it was Valentine's day!
Since I officially never dated anybody around 14th Feb, my Valentine Days have always gone by smoothly without much hooo haaa.
It was only in 2008 that things changed. I got married in February 2008. With the much anticipated wedding on 28th February I was also expecting something special on 14th Feb 2008. To my dismay, that was the chosen day for Shiv Sena's protest on celebrating Valentine's Day. Staying in Pune, my expectations had to be limited. But it was my first and only Valentine's Day with my fiance, Abhijit. Later that month, he was due to become somebody called husband.
Abhijit was staying in Mumbai which is hardly 3 hours journey from Pune. I wanted him to come and spend time with me. Being a weekday it was tough for him. He had taken 2 weeks leave for our marriage. But more than that, the overly cautious and less expressive fiance was afraid of politics ruining our romance. Can you believe it? We were arguing on phone about the situation and I insisted why can't he come down to Pune. Listening to my side completely, he said that was not why he called up. He asked me to come to the balcony. My excitement and expectations of seeing him knew no bounds. Hurriedly, I went over and was leaning on the wall of the balcony. He asked me to wait. My heart was about to skip a beat to see him. He said "Do you see somebody coming with a bouquet of flowers?" I saw a guy with a bouquet of bright red colored roses. He said "That's my friend who has escorted this bouquet from my side." I looked at him and burst out laughing.
That's Abhijit. My one and only husband. Still the same. He would never go out of his way to get his heart out. But he would always always be there when I need him. We never believe in giving gifts to each other on birthdays and anniversary. But its the small and big surprises that we bring throughout the year. His generosity has been overwhelming and attitude just perfectly unperturbed. We celebrate our relationship throughout the year and therefore everyday is like Valentine's Day now.
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