Its become a kind of tradition for me to write something on Valentine’s Day. All my regular readers know that the commercial hard sell of V Day pisses me off.
Its not that I am against love … I love my kids and the DIL, I love my dogs and fishes and even the lone turtle we have. Love is good.
Sex is better!!! I say this even though you may not be able to score on V Day, despite those huge obscene hearts and fat cupids hanging all over the malls that just seem to be egging you on to go and get some.
But this hype pisses me off.
Made me start thinking what do I love most?
Hmmm – LIFE I think. The simple things –
A huge cup of coffee
A plateful of dal chawal with Bedekar mango pickle
A game of LUDO with the boys …. wherein I win (Dont knock it, I lose to them both all the damn time!)
A lovely song …
Now this is romance … not something that all the hearts and cupids can top!
But my all time love is writing … something expressed so beautifully in this blog post : I’d rather be writing
Eat your hearts out, Moral Police : To me writing tops all other activity, actually not ….. almost all other activity that one can engage in.
So I am going to finish another chapter of my next project today