Finally the day is over. Thank God! The love bug was getting on my nerves now. First in the gym for wearing red (God forbid! I wear red everyday. Even my car is car is red. It's my favorite color. Why notice it today? Why not notice my Burberry T-shirt), and then at the florist. I didn’t ask him for the blood red roses. Duh! I want my regular rajnigandha sticks at the regular prices and I would be back on my way. But heck no! He had to increase the prices without considering the fact that I am a regular costumer and poor me, had to do with out them :(. That was enough to make me grumpy but no, there was more to come.
The traffic at Delhi University was pathetic, there was chaos at Bunglow Road and shopping today was next to impossible. The restaurants were overcrowded and the fast food joint were also attacked by the love bugs (god save me).
Every nook and corner was crowded with uniformed people with sharp eyes who were ready to nab any couple that came their way.
"Hello! That’s my bro with me and can't you see he is just 14?” I get a snort in return and am off on way.
My cell phone kept on ringing with love messages interrupting me time and again. What's wrong with people? Good that it's valentine day but then what about single people like me! The love bug had been getting on my nerve, forcing me to sit at home and even here I am not safe. Emails with cupid, radio with love messages, magazines and phone calls with special advertisement and packages. God! I need to carry a board or something that I am single and I don't need special offers or gifts.
As finally the day is over, and I’m rejoicing over it, a call comes in. It's my old friend who recently got engaged and wanted to share parts of her special valentine days with me.
"You are single na..., poor soul! What did you do? You should have reminded me, there is this friend of mine who is single and..." Slam! I throw down the phone and the love bug finally got on my nerves!
