Remembering the pink dresses , lovely cards , cuddly bears and my two friends who generously planned to give red roses to all the boys in the class and then skillfully managed to buy yellow ones for themselves and red ones for me .Downside of being a day scholar.
Remembering the effort to prepare for the last and final exam with a newly married – hubby missing – friend while you are yourself starstruck and could think of nothing but your fiancé waiting outside the exam hall .
Remembering a friend who took the effort to get to the flower shop at midnight in the midst of his exam preparations so that his friend can gracefully gift a red rose to her fiancé.
Remembering the blushed face , apple cheeks and starry eyes of a boy who has now grown up into a dynamic husband , a loving father and a successful teacher and business man .
Remembering the ice creams and the canopied pathways and the wrench to take leave .
They say Love has no language. But if the Valentine fairy could let me have a boon , I would ask for the skill to decipher my sweet heart’s ‘ language of love’ and then sleep in content forever 😀
Happy Valentine’s Day !