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Monday, January 30, 2006

happy valentines day

he tiptoes in holding his shoes in his hand. the dog gives a little whimper, then continues to sleep.
he slowly opens the door.

the lamp is on throwing the room into a pale yellow glow. shadows everywhere. he looks around, hoping she’s not awake and waiting, and hence angry.
he notices the blanket askew, and figures she’s gone to sleep. he heaves a sigh of relief. guiltily promises to come home early the next week, after the project is launched.

she’s curled on the bed, arms incongrously flung in childish abandon of sleep. he strips down to his boxers, too tired to change. he snuggles into her warmth, and as always, even in her sleep she curls into his side in perfect harmony. he kisses her forehead fondly.

suddenly he notices her lacy lingre. a small part of her notices how deliciously sexy she looks.
red lingre? alarm bells go off in his brain. he fumbles for his PDA, and sure enough his calender schedule says valentines day in a bright red capital letters.

fuck.

6 comments:

Sapphire said...

hahahaha..you WRITE.

Phitaymaun said...

So you're saying that he's sorry to be late this time around cuz he could've gotten some?
And that he only gets some at Valentine's day?
I think they should be filing for divorce now.
She's frigid and he's inconsiderate.
And V.D. exacerbates that already skewed dynamic.
Such is life.
I hate V.D.

Anonymous said...

how i have missed your words.

naked feet said...

its actually about men, and how they manage to fuck up perfectly good relationships with perfectly good women without even trying or meaning to

i hate valentines day too

Barooq said...
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Barooq said...

Hadd hai. He is a perfectly decent man. Whats with people here nowadays... Why would they need some melodrama?
Its hard enough to live and stay sane; being able to love and being able to keep loving... A goddamn date doesn't matter.
This is where I think people have gone so filmi, stressing on anniverseries and 'Important dates'.
I am sure in my Pind, nobody remembers the day he/she got marrired and still manage to remain Happily ever after.

P.S
If my "perfectly good relationship with a perfectly good woman " is going to be fucked up because I won't wish her a day, I don't think it was even close to being 'perfectly good'

And it is so funny how i can't ever seem to typr correctly on your blog, not even once