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With all the buzz of Valentines around...Who is your Valentine for the special day!

Bitten by Luv Smuv or still aloof from the love bug? Heart-broken and standing strong, or shedding tears on the ones who left you? Advocator of this day full of love or completely against such special dates! It doesn’t matter to which of the above category you belong, you will inhale and exhale an air full of hearts today on Valentine’s Day. Open the newspapers, turn on the radio, or try shuffling the television channels and I bet it’s the red hearts everywhere.

With the talks and buzz of Valentine’s all over, yesterday at my workplace someone asked me who my Valentine this year was, expecting an obvious answer with a spark in my eye, that, it would be my husband considering that I was recently married. But to their and to my surprise I pondered over it for a little more than obvious time, rather than answering that as a reflex. “Hmm…Valentine! Someone I would want to show my love to on this day” I thought over. My mind was flooded by some facebook posts which I had lately seen some of which said “My son, my Valentine for life”, “My husband, my support, my true Valentine”, “This Valentine’s support a poor and get a Valentine for life” and so on and so forth…Why do I need a Valentine on this day I wondered! Why do I need to stamp my love for my husband, or the dear ones around me? Why can’t I celebrate this day by just spreading smiles around to everyone I meet rather than choosing “the one”? I had my answer and after the long pause my reply was “Well this year I have many Valentine’s and you are one of them”. I promised her a doughnut treat, and well since the day has just begun I am yet to bunk an hour from my hospital and take her out for a little hour of pleasure from the otherwise boring monotonous everyday!  So this Valentine’s I have decided to gift a smile to the ones I meet on an everyday basis since the morning; from my maid who otherwise sees my grumpy face in the morning, to my husband who is always on the giving end on any other regular day I have decided to gift each one of them a smile in some special way of my own. This indeed is a special day, choose your Valentine and make it special in your own way! J

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