The Vanity of Valentine

So Valentine's Day is up ahead. And people ask themselves once again why are they alone? And those who aren't show so much affection to their loved ones their face turns into a red tomato just waiting to burst from being fed too many growth hormons.

Seriously.

Why do people act so luvvy duvvy on just one day of the year to show that they truly love a person? In my personal opinion, I think if you're going to show a person you love them, truly and affectionately then that's not by showering them with gifts, kisses and a year's supply of chocolate cases (granted the latter is a bit worthwhile), but by understanding more of the person you are with; by showing them more and more reasons every single day of your life why you chose her/him over anyone else in this whole wide world. And most importantly, always saying those special words (whatever you choose them to be and not neccessarily the famous I love you) every single day of the life you will live together.

Nowadays Valentine's Day is just another commercial marketing gimmick that stores worldwide (except places like Saudi Arabia) use to their advantage to boos their sales or make a small profit or turnover on their products.

And who was it that thought of the cockamanic idea in the first place? I bet you it was one mean sucker who didn't have luck much like the very folk of the 21st century that we see here and there and got to the insanity point and decided to take it out on the world by commerating a day for love where broken hearted fellows tragically fall again into a whirlpool of intangible dreams that are impossible to achieve because his daydream sweetheart is a heartthrob that the whole nation is after, much like Nancy Ajram or Haifa Wahbi.

God.

It's hard enough to deal with the melodramas of life that we have to deal with every single damn day then someone elsewhere conjures up an evil plan to make the whole world drive itself into a turmoil over something so unquenchible like love.

Well you won't find me dwelling on whys, hows, whos, whats and wheres on that day.

I'll be out of sight.

Hell, yeah..