REFLECTIONS: Another Year of Valentine goes a miss

It’s a day towards the day of love called Valentine’s Day and a banquet of flowers flocks in my office and my heart is pumping hard. Who among my network is so thoughtful to show me this nice gesture of love? As I waited for the surprise moment with an open smile, the messenger looked at me in wonder as he passed to deliver the rose flowers to my other workmate Caro.

What were my expectations this years’ Valentine’s Day? For the record, I have never got any polite gesture on this day of love, if I am not crying because of unfair treatment at home, I am either laid off at work… so has been a trend of events that mark this day some call Val’s Day. This year, my sister Agnes and I decided to surprise our brother at his work place. For some reason, we have for a time suspected him to be dating, but we have never seen anyone at home. Of course my sister and I are the noisy type, so maybe that is why he has decided to keep the girls he dates to himself and his best friends, Romeo and Tom.

Time was 10hours and since by luck we work on the same street, my sister and I walked to Garden City and bought a banquet of red roses and trekked to his work place. The receptionist greeted us with a smile. The smile made it easy for me to let her in on our secret surprise to our brother. She giggled for a while and agreed to execute. Then we left the roses behind awaiting response.

By 15 hours, Agnes called me that my brother had not suspected anybody else to share this gesture of love except the home culprits …my sister and I. We had been busted at no luck of reveling the girl my brother is dating… may be next year we need to try it on either Romeo or Tom.

So how was my day? I had planned with my single girl friends to have some tea at Soho Restaurant as we let time pass by on this loving day. It was the three of us, Caro , Mellissa and I, but Caro bailed out for her love called that evening as we were boarding the boda bodas for the planned venue and she vanished. So it was Mellisa and I who sat beside a bunch of lovers exchanging their loving gestures as we hated on them.

We talked about how fake it is to be in love, how its time consuming, how the D-day was a waste of money to some who spend more than their means just to prove a point and how we were better off single because we would not have someone calling us at any time of the night to ask where we were, what we were doing or with whom we are hanging out except for our parents. We laughed and exchanged high fives.

By 23hours, the mood at Soho Restaurant was too stretchy for us- the single ones and we decided to sign out early our night since the next day was work and more work.