What imagination and years of expectations do to people: Valentine’s Day special.

Let’s not beat around the bush on this one. How did your Valentine’s Day go? Or what’s your plan? I’m sure you have a plan. Was it as you expected? Candle light dinners, movies, roses, chocolate etc. as treats? I bet some people celebrated this day as if it would never return? Which by the way is true, time is fluid and moves. But anyway, how many of you, whether this is your first Valentine’s or your millionth, imagined a certain outcome to the day, adding bits and pieces to the ‘ideal’ picture over many days? Do you consider yourself as the romantic type or the rational type? Did red rose or teddy bear and boxed chocolates seem to follow you wherever you went?

Let’s get real now. That’s not really the problem of the day is it? I mean, Valentine’s Day itself is just another day, another day to celebrate something else about life, but the pressure is really asserted by the consumer market isn’t it? The days leading up to it, and the very day itself is very commercial, except the people who are involved.

Now think about this: How many Valentine’s Day movies and stories have you seen or read? How many ads on TV, billboards, magazine, radio, social media etc. were you assaulted with prior to the lucky 14th of Feb rolling on by, and before you knew it, it had knocked on the door lightly?

It’s seriously concerning how we grow up feeding on expectations, expectations that almost dictates how we should handle a situation, how we should react, act, or read what is happening.

The truth is, all these medium I mentioned earlier feed subliminal messages that when such events happen in a year, events that have been happening for thousands of years, we should still meet the current market ‘trend’.

As the day ends today, I couldn’t help but think that the beauty of what Saint Valentine did all those years ago slightly goes amiss in the modern-day hubbub of cards, flowers, chocolates, extravagant dates and surprises etc. Everyone is in such a rush to fulfill the expectations that they are unable to take a step back and make the day special without all the frills.

After all, I’m sure cards, chocolates, roses and wine weren’t available in abundance all those year ago into history. So I hope, this day for many of you held some semblance of that rustic, raw appreciation for those in your life. That besides all the hubbub, the smiles were warm, and the heart’s content on being. Simple.

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