So Valentine’s week is here and perhaps the reason for couples to celebrate. Yesterday on my way to Delhi, I sensed a different air in the atmosphere. Sorry AAP supporters it has nothing to do with Mr.Kejriwal winning the Delhi elections as I consider myself a political inept to witness the changes. Yes the difference is because of the love that is flowing in the air and treating you with those flowery beds that you see in your distant dreams. The month of February with love not only in the air but also in emotion, infact every possible motion inspired me to write something. Love the purest of emotion and thus February being the purest of month, spreading love and binding hearts. Many people set hopes on the month of February to get someone special or wait for the past to come to sand again. I just close my eyes to get drowned in something too good to be true.
Yesterday I was travelling in the Delhi metro and was right on my favorite spot i.e. the line signifying the demarcation of hell and heaven. Absorbing all the love of the air you could see beauty and beast together and like always beast protecting his beauty from the admirers. Yes there is a considerable rise in the PDA’s that you can see and one must not get too skeptical about it as considering the amount of love that this month has it is bound to flow or find a passage to slowly come out in the form of gestures that in India are considered offensive. I have always loved the intermittent display of affection and have enjoyed it as it gives me a picture of a world where love will over power every negative emotion. The ride through the metro made me remember the last year when I was busy charming a beauty with all and thus having the feelings of love in the nascent stage. From that nascent stage I could see the maturity where we were happy together and living in the world of ours. Though wanting the time to stop at our world but sometimes life gets better of you and you are forced to see a decline stage. The last stage is the most painful one and time seems to stop and makes you remember the beauty of that beautiful soul. As I say I am an expert at drawing analogies and comparing it with product life cycle, one can find similarities. This MBA has literally polluted my mind; love in the form of different concepts of MBA comes out and makes me wonder about my state.
My reason for travelling to Delhi was to meet one of my best friends and to help her out with shopping. To my utter surprise she wanted me to shop for the Valentine’s Day as she considered me a veteran in this field who has relevant experience of years in this field. Entering in the paper rose shop, I could see young couples trying to please each other with all the materialistic material they could find. Writing my experience of this strange valentine’s week shopping, I had to put romantic numbers on my music system as love is just the emotion that is not left in me. Seeing the prices of the items present I wanted to rename the shop by replacing the world paper with gold. A paper rose will at max cost 50 rs but there was nothing that a 50 rs note could buy. Fortunately these products are not considered while calculating inflation as on the name of love they burn a huge hole in the pockets of lovers. Selecting the card that could convey the emotions that she wanted was the task given to me. Reading the words inside numerous cards made me dive into the past and relive the time when I used to write poems for my beloved for the Valentine’s week. From every word to every emotion, I always wanted it to be perfect but after reading all these cards I came to know how many bucks I have saved all these years. My journey to the past held no good and I truncated it abruptly while trying to enjoy the work given to me. Moving on to the other side of life is the best you can do but this month of love will some way or the other disturb those unassailable chord of yours that have a direct connection to your heart. The music of that disturbance will take you to a world where you dance with your angel. But one must be vary of the after effects that hearing that music can have and in order to reduce the pain one must remain immune to that melody that once held many meanings.
Coming back to the task, I did it quite easily and was enjoying the aura that had love in its every surrounding. The soft music in the backdrop just added more semblances of love and seeing the shop decorated in red, my heart and mind both were missing the beauty of my life who had promised to surprise me with the gift of words this valentine’s day. Shopping for someone else was kind of different and I loved each and every emotion associated with it. Finally our shopping was over and thus our beautiful meeting. One can say that I miss this part of February the most and realizing this my friend came up with a gift and that too a novel that had been in my wish-list for long. Receiving a gift after so many days bought a smile on my face and I could not thank her enough as what she did make me enjoy the emotions that were once the world to me. She made me live those beautiful moments again and instilled in me hope that a beautiful beginning awaits me.
To that beautiful someone, the relation of roses and thorns will continue and wait for the time when we will talk for a very long time. Discussing each other’s life with intermittent silence while looking into the eyes and talking through it; feeling the most powerful emotion of love again. Those cups of coffee will never be same without you as the perfect ingredient that you bring with your charming face and beautiful silence can never be replaced. Time is not far when we will again sit and enjoy the hot sips of coffee together. Just waiting for the time to come to sand again so that I can have both loves of my life together i.e. coffee and you…