Monday, February 14

Valentine's Day

Now there is only one thing I can think of on St. Valentine's day and that is "Who is this guy"? So, I set out reading and learning about St.Valentine. Only to realise that history in this regard is a bit murky (but as my favourtie history graduate tells me - all history is murky and open to interpretation!). Anyway, supposedly there were three St.Valentine's recgonised by the Church. The famous one is a guy who wrote love letters while in jail - to none other than the Jailor's daughter. I must admit there seems to be a slight conflict of interest here - loving the daughter of the guy who is keeping you in jail. Hmmmm .... I always wondered why love had such a bad name, with a start like this who can blame fortune hunters and gold diggers.
Anyway, it seems there are a lot of tales which you can read here or here.

I have always been a realist who never believed in true love, cupid, sacrifice, Romeo and Juliet( a story I believe would never happen today with the advent of the cell phone) etc. But the last few days have changed me and my thinking.

Prince Charles and Camilla, a cynical lover I shall no longer be thanks to you.
35 years they loved each other, duty pulling them apart, wives and husbands died, people criticised them and yet they stuck it out as one. That, my friends is true love!! All I can say to them is all the best. Those people who criticise Charlie, I pity them. There is a man who is not afraid to lose all he has for the woman he loves ( I swoon and faint).

Ok, so now that I have had the smeeling salts and woken up from this alternate state of mind here are my top ten favourite romantic movies :
1. This is really hard, I cant believe there isnt even one I liked.
Here we go again :
1. Roman Holiday
2. Sound of Music( I know this might not qualify, but I cant have a top ten list without it)
3. Before Sunrise
4. Before Sunset
5. Life is Beautiful
6. When Harry met Sally
7. You've got mail
I have to stop here because I haven't seen Casablanca, Gone with the Wind and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

This is what people think.

My weekend has been odd. Friday was sent staying up till 4am chatting. This was after a two hour long meeting. It was fun,but tiring. Saturday was the highlight of my journalisitc career. I undertook a video recording of an entire Indian classical music and dance. I haven't yet seen the recording myself, but whichever way it was a great experience. Tiring stuff and expecially hard because you can't discuss the performance while recording.

Then I came home after having a horrible dinner at Nando's. Veggie burger at a place specialising in chicken was always going to be difficult, but when the veggie burger doesn't have any taste at all and needs to be smothered in some lovely spicy Peri Peri sauce, you know you haven't had a great meal.

Anyway, met up with friends and started to chat about things in general. I learnt about Tamil Movies and heard some interesting anecdotes. It being V day we decided to exchange one story each. The most corny and cheesy one was told by Ms. "Dark Chocolate" for which she has been rewarded with the honour of telling us some more.

So supposedly, there was this guy in her class who decided to profess his love for her. So, he conjured this imaginary woman he wanted to ask out and enlisted Ms." Dark Chocolate"'s help. Ms."DC" was as her name says in the dark. She was given a badly wrapped gift which contained no name. Being an intelligent woman she was rather annoyed at this guys obvious lack of competence. I mean, bad wrapping, no name and a gift which felt like a photo stand. She pitied the girl who was to be this man's chosen one. As it so happens, (and doesn't it always happen) the gift was meant for her. But, here is the cheesy part - the gift which was to be opened by Ms. " Dark Chocolate" and convey his deep feelings for her was a MIRROR!! Yes, she was to look into this mirror and realise that she was the intended girl.

I really hate to slur any particular geographic region but I am slowly veering around to accept that men from Ms."DC"'s region seem to be endowed with a noticeable lack of charm.

Anyway, we chatted till the sun came up and in the course of the night baked a slightly burnt brownie for me to take to my tennis match the next day. A match which I promptly proceeded to lose. The worst thing about playing doubles is that you are playing with someone else. Its great when both of you are playing well or badly but when one of the partners plays awful tennis it makes you feel horrible. 2-6,2-6 and 6-7, 4-6 doesn't make good reading, but our opponents liked my cake!

Thought for the day :


When it comes,
will it come without warning
Just as I'm picking my nose?
Will it knock on my door in the morning,
Or tread in the bus on my toes?
Will it come like a change in the weather?
Will its greeting be courteous or rough?
Will it alter my life altogether?
O tell me the truth about love.

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