Purple Valentine

                                          .............................celebrating my love

Valentine’s day has just passed. It’s a day signifying love. Most people know about the dress colour codes we girls follow, but there are still a few guys out there who still wonder why girls dress so strangely similar on this day( I have no idea whether guys have any similar rule or not!!). Actually it’s said that by the colour of dress of a girl on the 14^th day of February, you can easily guess the relationship status of the girl. I am not exactly allowed to give out the codes but I can give you a hint, black signifies not interested in a relationship till now, while red means committed. There are other colours too which signifies a lot of other stuff but I don’t exactly remember because I never really cared.

So basically the reason I am doing all this bukbuk is when I woke up this morning and wore a purple t-shirt (till now purple does not signify anything, but after reading this post, you might make one), the first question that was thrown at me was-“ why purple, it doesn’t signify anything”. It didn’t even take me a second to give the answer-“coz I love purple”.

I wore purple because that’s my favourite colour. Today was not only a day of celebration for a guy and a girl holding hands and promising to be with each other. 14^th February is a day signifying love; it’s a day of celebration for everyone who loves. The first person to wish me ‘happy valentine’s day’ was my mum. I am a girl who loves, so even if I am single I have the right to celebrate this day.

I did not only wear purple, but also ate cream filled chocolate cake( though I haven’t had a cake for months), listened to my favourite song over and over again( I had stopped listening to it coz of some reasons), stood on the road in front of my hostel and fell the dry leaves falling on me with my eyes closed, spring has finally come. I even cuddled the cute puppies loitering around on the road, walked around the institute alone during free periods (I am a lover of solitude) and stopped on the way near the back canteen to listen to some happy soul playing the guitar. I even spent some time with myself recollecting memories (some of them were painful, but how do would you feel the essence of happiness unless you taste sorrow). I even did enjoy every small stuff that happened today and laughed until my stomach hurt. Sometimes I even felt like crying out loud, but that will be some other day. Today I have the right to be happy because I am a girl who loved, still loves and will always love.

So even though I may not have my mr. Right, but still I will always cherish this one day just to celebrate the fact that I love.