The Day After V-Day

It was the first V-Day post marriage. And of course we both had wanted that it be special and a distinct memory.

However juggling with myriad things, more so mentally, we couldn’t manage to figure out anything special or plan a grand memorable day. In fact we spent a considerable time thinking let’s go to some public space and hold a cardboard sign “Stop celebrating love only on Valentine’s Day”. That didn’t materialize too. A big thanks to a ready stock of scented candles at home we lit one, ordered some food and dined at night together.

As much as this festival of love is the marketer’s biggest scam, the romantic in me fancies the red and pink decorations, the well thought out themes and offers, couples updating their DPs, the mix of funny and adorable V-Day memes, lovey-dovey pictures of red roses and gifts exchanged, the attempts of unadulterated words of promises and care and tons of sweet gestures. 

We did none of the above and lived the day like all other non-festive days are.

I woke up today morning and was setting out with my daily routine. Unlike other days when V is usually deep in slumber at my waking time, he was up and seemed to be done with his sleep. 

I nonchalantly asked him if he would like to accompany me to the terrace as I was heading for my walk. To my surprise, he actually agreed. For a morning riser like me, hearing this from a night owl endeared him to me.

Upon reaching, we stood looking around for some time. There was more silence than words. Each one soaking in whatever was around. I smiled looking at the sun and got the same in return. 

Tall buildings, apartments under construction, flats with their green cover that went untouched for years, birds flying around, some perching on the parapet, dogs lazing, flights that had just taken off, a silhouette of a person cleaning his teeth, security guard who doubled as the car cleaner, a man whose bed was the pavement was folding his sheets, an auntie in her floral nightie carrying the morning milk and veggie essentials, the panoramic view of the morning was fascinating. Far away I could see cars zooming past. The traffic hadn’t begun and the vehicle owners were happily accelerating.

Anything seen from the top always presents a different perspective. Be it life, be it the world.

Timer on, I started pacing from one end to the other while he did some Suryanamaskar and back exercises. 

We got done and stood chatting. Small talks, existential dialogues, our emotional and spiritual drainers, individual hopes and aspirations, some bit of teasing and goofing around it went on. I seemed to have lost track of time. 

By the end of it, I was simply happy, relaxed, feeling alive and smiling for no particular reason. I was celebrating, loving this time of ours. Call it a date morning or down time the new dawn brought in a new refreshed energy.

Every one celebrates Valentine’s Day. It only has a different date and holds a different meaning for each of us 🙂