Skip to main content

A Valentine's Day note!

  As I sit and sip my milk coffee in a hotel somewhere in the centre of mainland India, I switch on my thinking self. Yeah, I often do that, maybe I even overwork on that mode. But it is unusually working at this hour. Today is February 14th. Oh I know what your expression must have been (Ohhh is it???? We didn t know!!!). Hmm...that day of the year to flaunt your lover, declare your love and what not. Valentine's Day for me in all its glory has always disappointed. No lover, no roses, no gifts, nothing. Thanks to the person I am. Maybe I put across myself as a very boring person. Sighs apart, I don't know if I am one. The truth stares at me from the cream walls. I have never celebrated a Valentine's Day not because my ideology considers it anti national but for the simple truth that I never had one. I ask myself, So? I don't know what is biting me at the moment. Is it that today is Valentine's day or I have nobody to wish one or something else. I know, I have to work, meet a few deadlines and return to myself at the end of the day.
   So for my Valentine, who is comfortably hiding somewhere, or wait, would he have made a wrong choice and ran away with someone (Peace be with him! I will not forgive him for that!) have an awesome day ahead as I will bury myself in paperwork, factory visits and more cups of coffee. On a cautionary note, earlier you find me, the better. I am getting older, shapeless and more sensible. Age is moulding me fast and sorry, I can't hide my wisdom anymore as grey strands are showing up. All these means more trouble for you as I might win arguments, make reasoned choices, and think for myself too...but I promise, only at times...because I still have a girl in me whom I keep in good spirits.
   I have finished my cup of coffee. It is a warm Tuesday morning. I am ready for my long day ahead. To all the lovers out there, celebrate, live, love and enjoy. To the lady in the mirror, eat, pray, work and sleep!
Good day folks!

Comments

  1. aravindFebruary 14, 2017 at 5:26 PM

    Farah,waiting could be a false statement, but I did miss your lovely nuggets of stories. I went back and read many of your earlier stories and poems and then it struck me what I was missing, that charm you bring to the everyday drab. Do keep writing, and do come up with the Rinku-Renu series, my personal favourites, so waiting . . .

    ReplyDelete
  2. Farah ZachariahFebruary 15, 2017 at 11:30 PM

    Hii Aravind...I don't know where I have lost them...will try to bring them back to life :) thanks a lot for making me pause, read a few ole ones and make me feel like to want to write.!

    ReplyDelete
  3. UnknownMarch 12, 2017 at 3:31 PM

    Good piece of writing..







    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Only If I Could

The smile on her face was still the same, as I had seen her on my 7 th birthday.   But the red lipstick had lost its glow and the fair skin looked a bit tanned. It was not the red glowing sun that had baked her brown as she had been indoors for more than a dozen years. It was the dust and years of negligence. I had once shared my childhood with her. The red saree with its golden spots carefully spun had given bright colours to my dreams I had woven on yarns of childhood games. She looked like a bride in her bright red saree celebrating life with golden bangles, tingling the bell of festivity. She smelt of jasmine.           Now, her beauty is a blurred reflection of the past. The bangles are broken and red saree has faded. She now smells of kerosene that I had once accidentally spilled on her. Her smile did not elicit a smile from me. But I was tempted to pick her up from my closet. There she lay for seventeen years, uncared and...
Post a Comment
Read more

Red signal

The light turned red.From a distant land,shot into reality,Sam applied the brakes.The black Scorpio's tyres screeched.Friction held it back.The dark lanky traffic police looked uncomfortable with a 'who the hell man' look.Sam took a deep breath. "I have no regrets.why should I?",Sam kept on telling himself.He searched his pockets for a cigarette and got one.He lighted it and took a puff.He felt a wave of relaxation soothening his tired muscles. The light turned green.Feet on accelerator.20..40..60...80km/hr..The Scorpio zoomed.Straight roads lay ahead.No traffic to bother him much.But just one thought.Should he go back?Should he appologize?Should he seek one more chance?He pressed harder. Chances come hard.She is leaving. "Amy is leaving the town."The accelerator almost kissed the metal. "Amy is leaving." The memories of Amy,once a force behind his being, was a 'parasite' feeding his thoughts. "We have parted.Now why should I bothe...
2 comments
Read more

Troubled Souls

She walked and walked.Distance seemed diminutive.But,deep within, she had delved into miles of agony that was stocked in the last few days. Ahmm...a deep sigh. She could feel the burn in her eyes,the heaviness in her heart..the off-beat rhythm of life was consuming the being in her. Her legs could not hold her any more.She struggled a step or two and finally gave way to the physical intricacies that conspired with her mental tortures. She tried to sit,but her body competed hard and pulled her down. Slowly..slowly..slowly.. Her head touched the ground.The blackness of tar in front of her entered her eyes and filled her vision... People crowded around her. "Hey,somebody take her to a hospital." "Who is this?I haven't seen her before." "Excuse me,Have you seen the entire population before?",a silent thinker engrossed in his ever silent thoughts. Looks,glances,gapes,thoughts,counter thoughts. "Mummy,what happened to her?",tiny Ritika enquired. ...
9 comments
Read more