Who is your Valentine?

Who really is your valentine? 

The person you had a crush on?

 Someone you fell in love with?

Your Soul mate? Romantic Life partner?

 Somebody about whom you cannot stop thinking and cannot have enough of being with?

Probably that person who makes you feel complete?

The one whom you can reach out to with your silliest fears and tears?

The one who will lend you a shoulder when you agonize over a trivial fight with your best friend or your mother?

The one who will laugh at you when you trip, instead of picking you up!?

The one who will agonize with you when your crush sees someone else, and then be downright angry that you are sad and weepy and will not hesitate telling you that?

The one you can completely hate at a moment and melt in love just the next minute!

                                                    Or

Was it your mother who smothered you with all her love who you fell in love with beyond yourself, and no matter how old you grow, she will always remain your first love.

Was it the hero in your life – your father, you loved in your teens?

Was it your sister or brother or cousin with whom you fought yet could not bear to be separated from for more than a few hours?

Was it your best friend, whom you made your valentine, because you really did love her/him truly, madly deeply?

Was it your neighbour or classmate, whom you thought you secretly loved?

Was it an aunt or an uncle that you adored in your childhood and really love and respect even today?

Have we in our zest to commercialize love, started to create boundaries to define the meaning of “love”?

Why have we started to define frontiers to “Valentine”?  Is it not possible to love more than one person? Don’t you love your parents, siblings, friends and your romantic partner too?

 How and why did the definition of valentine have to change as we grew older?

Isn't it true that when you love someone, you are thrown off balance, when the equation in the relationship changes even a little bit? And this applies to every relationship that is close to you.

As a child my Dad was my first Valentine and hero.

 During college,  my best friend doubled up as my valentine and to date remains my first and my best valentine.

Despite being in two different corners of the world, we are connected and would instinctively know if something was not right with the other.



We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it. John Lennon 

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