Damn you, Cupid

Come Valentine, I start seeing fat cupids everywhere, market places, television ads, newspapers. The world turns pink, with outsized hearts and fat short pink angels and then the world turns mushy or combative – given the Indian context. Our country won’t forget the spoil sports who campaign against Valentine Day. There is no cultural or moral basis to their vendetta, it is just that they don’t have girl friends/can’t afford to celebrate valentines, so they won’t let any one else.

We have Kamadeva in our mythology – the culturally appropriate version of Cupid. I know, I know, he is not the same. If anything, he cuts through the bullshit. He is the God of Sex, and since he is married – to Rati, as per the Muthalik types, he is respectable, perhaps.

But that is not what I want to say. What I want to say is simple. Cupid and the huge pink hearts piss me off. Actually Valentine’s Day pisses me off. Its over done, it is commercial and it is too forced. It is like egging on people to have an affair or a date – just because it is V Day. It is so demanding!

But then, this is just my opinion. I wouldn’t push it on others.

Cupid does not anger me much, those hearts do. They are effin obscene. As the ancients knew – and so do we, the human heart looks like a fist. You can open any science book and check that out.

It definitely does not look like this

There is only one part in the female anatomy that looks vaguely like that. Cant elaborate – this is a family kind of blog. And, well and then the arrow piercing it- does not leave too much to the imagination, does it?

Just saying. Don’t kill me for it!

Even Kamadeva carries a bow and arrow

So people – V Day is not about emotions – its more about fertility, reproduction and the likes. Yup a good session with your partner in bed is more like it

Can we tone down the mush, please? Wouldn’t say stop spending, though. Chocolates, wine and flowers just add to the ambiance, so do perfumed candles.