I wish the
person who came up with Valentine’s Day was still alive so I could throw a huge
brick in his face, wait maybe it was a lady. Who cares whoever it was should
have been the culprit we should have been lynching at the stake. Every 14th
February I wish I could go into a cave and hide. It is arguably one of the most
cliché days that exists and as an individual who abhors clichés it is absolute
torture.
People say
that it is Lovers Day, trying to exalt it beyond any normal day in February . I
don’t really have anything against the motive of the day itself even if at the
back of my mind I can’t get past its dark
history. (Yes, this is the version that I want to believe
even though many people have their own versions about the day. I fail to shake
it off). I just do not appreciate things that are usually blown out of
proportion. It’s perhaps the greatest show of adult peer pressure that exists.
The shops all of a sudden start displaying red dresses, red neck ties, red
shoes, red chocolates, red wine, red toilet paper, red toothpaste and the list
is endless. Then on the actual day you see all these people clad in red, and
the reason, it is valentines. Forget the fact that the person may not have a
significant other in their life, it does not matter.
In Zambia we
have even altered it to mean a day to just show love to whoever is special in
your life. Father, mother, children, grandparents, friends and even the dog if
you love it that much can be thrown in for good measure. So Valentine’s Day has
become one huge ‘Love Fest’ that I have not yet managed to get both my sane and
lunatic side of my brain to comprehend. Last year I was receiving Happy Valentine
messages as if someone was wishing me a Merry Christmas. How do you respond to
such messages, “Happy Valentines to you too?” and which is supposed to mean
what? Awe kwena pa Zed che.
I will say
what almost every guy is afraid to tell their girlfriends and wives. I just
bought you presents two months ago for Christmas, do you know how hard it is to
think of something different so soon. Besides, your birthday is coming up,
there is the anniversary, Christmas again in December. Guys you are welcome,
consider me your Martyr. It is not that we do not enjoy buying the presents, it
is just that it is hard to be creative when you have gotten your special one
all there is to get. Trust me the presents will be jewelry, chocolate, wine, cards, flowers, teddy bear, dinner for two, perfume or lingerie for the ladies. While
the guys it will most likely be watches, cologne, socks, tie or handkerchief,
yawn! It is very different to think of innovative things to get the significant
other. I think we can all do without the stress, well I think we guys can, even
though few will admit it at this time.
A lady
friend told me something very funny, that during this time there is nothing her
husband can do that will make her upset. All is forgiven, Valentine’s Day is
just on Friday. Then after that ‘Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned’. In
the end I guess this is more about her. I think I would have a different view
if Valentine’s Day was a public holiday until then I need to look for a cave. A
humble request, please don’t send this blog post to my girlfriend.
For me, valentines day was special back in the days when I was young and in love "puppily" but since that kind of love died with Romeo and Juliet I have done away with celebrating it-only puppy lovers do. Those of you with girlfriends, boy-friends, husbands or wives treat each as if valentines day were everyday. It will be an ordinary day for me since am single. after having read your blog I thought you were single, but why won't you want your lady to read this frustrated brother?
ReplyDeleteAnonymous guess you are not enjoying this fuss that much too. Not having her read it is just a precaution
DeleteWhat's your girlfriends name I send your blog to her? hehehehehehe
ReplyDeleteNice work frustrated brother, this is true. mmmmm mwaliba temwa sana ai. awe we respect your humble request. But if I knew her I would spill the beans
Thanks Anonymous, my lips are sealed
Deletei hate weaves and i hate valentines! and they just had to put it in the middle of february......after paying January bills and debts,they just had to kick you when you were down in the name of love......
ReplyDeleteI have weaves that just cracked me up. I think I need to give you space on this blog to discuss why you hate weaves
DeleteAs one of teh only women I know who says "I hate valentine's day and don't expect to get anything" I'm always met with "You're just saying that". No, I actually mean it. I despise the day. Perhaps once it was exciting and new ut when my first boyfriend took me for a walk along cairo road, we went to flower boutique and he said "pick a valentine's day card for yourself and I'll pay" well, it just died totally for me. hahaha. All subsequent boyfriends know to do nothing for the day..
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha your first boyfriend was one of a kind. Blame him, he killed it for you indeed.
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