Mush is in the air

I’m gonna choke..

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those Valentine’s Day cynics. I think it is almost sweet that the world goes cuckoo for a day every year and people actually make an effort to buy flowers/chocolates for one another..its the mush that’s killing me…and also the pressure to get my own ‘Valentine’ (gag!!)

I fail to understand why a perfectly content independent single woman NEEDS to hook up just so she can expect some pamperin’ and some lovin’ on Feb 14..hello? Not getting a bunch of red roses is definitely not gonna kill me…but the attack of the heart-shaped things just might.

Well, I am kinda broke and am making plans with my equally broke friend and her boyfriend. Something on these lines…fresh, homemade khichdi, my terrace, some candles and me as ‘kebab mein haddi’…and some mango pickle thrown in to spice things up!

Ok, I must admit I’m dressed in pink today and am idiotically wishing all a great Valentine’s Day…why not, unless cupid strikes for all the wrong reasons, I’m good…

Except that I will be on a look-out for all the furry things with red hearts and ‘I heart you’ written all over them…help!