Happy Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentine’s Day to those of you who are Valentining today and are giving away those Saint Valentine’s Keys as an invitation to unlock your hearts. May your tribe increase, which it shall, if you do today what you are expected to do...so go on and add to the ringing of the cash registers of the greeting cards shops and the Godiva and Patchi outlets (oh ok at the Mars and Galaxy and KitKat ones too) and go ahead and stand in the queue in front of the bakeries, florists and pharmacists!

A word to all the young and the wise out there and also to the not-so-young and not-so-wise...remember it’s better to be cautious than to wake up feeling nauseous, so don’t throw caution to the wind!

The flowers and the chocolates, the birds and the bees and everything else can wait - actually everything save one, so you need to be extra careful while preparing for, what Irving Wallace describes as those crucial Seven Minutes or else you will be coerced into bidding adieu to Cupid, at least for some time to come, and instead gear up for sleepless nights tending to wailing brats.

This day, however, is not only for the love-struck or the lovelorn. It is also for some like us, the wailing adults, who are ruing this day since the maestro, the Czar of the English language, passed on, some 43 years ago, to the world beyond.

Sir Pelham Grenville Wodehouse better known to the world as P G Wodehouse and to the Wodehousians as Plum, left behind for us, a world that he created, of Jeeves and Bertie, Lord Emsworth and Galahad, Psmith and Ukridge and left behind an aching void. Rest in eternal peace Plum ole chap - you continue to provide us with the milk of human kindness sloshing inside your books.

However, as the meme doing the rounds proclaims: “Valentine is for kids, legends wait for Shivratri.” For the uninitiated, Shivratri is a festival celebrated annually in honour of Shiva - part of the Hindu trinity.

The legends, therefore, celebrated MahaShivratri yesterday, which happens to be the day when Shiva got married to Parvati. On this night, one is brought to the moment of the interval between destruction and regeneration and one contemplates on that which watches the growth out of the decay. And coincidentally, 37 years ago, overcoming the triskaidekaphobia (fear of the number 13) a younger Shiva got married to his Parvati and yesterday they celebrated the way Shiva does - with friends and family, though without the paraphernalia for supreme awareness.

And this not-so-young Shiva is now contemplating if the grass was greener on the other side in Sri Lanka, where one had spent the last few days.

The amazing Jha wedding in Negombo was two days of non-stop partying where the dusk merged into dawn and yet the party continued. And though the young groom sang to his ladylove that, “We don’t need no education, we don’t need no thought control,” one definitely needed to control the amount one consumed.

Amazing hospitality Sanjeev and Binu - wishing the young couple love, laughter and happiness and may they live happily ever Jhafter!

The extended holiday in Nuwara Eliya and Kandy along with the gang (now christened GWAVa) was proof of how much fun one can have flocking together with “birds of a feather”.

Here’s to many more in the years ahead...

And before I sign off, a few random thoughts:

  • Do you know some people suck in their stomach when taking a selfie? I need to suck in my stomach when I am on the weighing scale - otherwise one can’t see the bloody numbers!
  • Do you know that some people are never happy? Not even happy with their selfies!
  • Do you know that by the time you learn the art of taking selfies, you are too old to care?

Till next fortnight... . Wishing my dear friend a speedy recovery after his surgery in Kolkata!

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