My girlfriend is awesome.

So here's the thing, me and my (very) significant other, were pretty tied up on V-Day. It didn't make much of a difference, cause frankly, I have the emotional capacity of a tea spoon and all the heart shaped balloons and candlelight dinners and nada nada, make my organ of love( the blood pumping one) ache. But nevertheless this year it also happened to be the day I learned how awesome she actually is.

The problem wasn't that she wanted to see this other friend of hers that day. So.. she wants to have coffee with another guy and it just happens to be V day...what gives? But the fact, that I'd be left alone was. What would people say?  But since she's such a caring soul, she tried to talk me and an ex into going and  having some fun together...which is perfectly fine because that person in question is lots of fun and a really close friend anyway.

The realization that dawned on me was -

YOUR girlfriend = wants you to take her out and spend 'together time' and do things like hold hands and have dessert....on a plate..with you across the table..while..

MY girlfriend= tries to set me up with an ex.

Somehow, this seemed totally wrong to a lot of friends. They couldn't fathom how -

1.She could spend a few hours with a guy friend she hasn't met in a while over coffee (while he tries to get into her pants obviously...she admitted it later on..anyway..)

2. She wants me to go have fun with someone else and talks to an ex girlfriend of mine and starts making plans ( It's scary how it seems they get along)

3. Yours truly could be absolutely fine with both 1 and 2.

Most female friends called me

1. A bastard.
2. A terrible boyfriend
3. An asshole

and asked me what was wrong with me. ( that kinda goes without saying)

Most male friends however were just plain clueless and some found it hard to believe....one had the cheek (and balls) to hint towards me dating a hooker. I can't wait to give it back to him. He'll have his camera up his ass with me remote shutter releasing and hence clicking pictures of his intestinal lining if I'm still pissed off enough. Else I think just a yell will do.

While in conversation with her the day before, we were both expressing our disgust at the concept of  "Hug day" "Teddy bear day" etc. and asked ourselves the question- Why the fuck wasn't there a "Sex" day...a question that has often popped up in conversations with many others. The conclusion was - You probably needed an excuse to go out for dinner...but people didn't really need an excuse to celebrate. Also the Shiv Sena.

She also allegedly  expressed her preferences for a room instead of a meal.(she didn't say it that way. I can't write it on a public forum...sorry aaaand I say allegedly because she retracted that previous statement....due to certain specific codes of conduct and societal norms that the fairer sex go by....or just plain frustration....I can only guess)

The realization dawned on me -

YOUR girlfriend = wants a full course gourmet meal, with all the cliches and attention and gifts.

MY girlfriend = wants the keys to the room ;)   ( with me in it might I add)

But all plans aside, I decided that my energies were best put to use into delving deep into macro economics and strangely the day passed by. (It's easy if you wake up at 1 pm anyway) ,

So all we ended up doing was catching up on the street while walking back home. Me from a friend's place after photocopying this Rajnikanth load of notes and a beer and she after some mock exam.

The only emotional thingie in me was the realization that -

1. Exactly 4 years back I was the exact opposite of  the disgusting thing that I had turned into now.
2. I could actually write poems at that point of time for a particular person.
3. I had the energy to walk a few miles to just see her for an hour or two , because I had to , because it was V- day.
3. I was probably more in touch with my feelings...ew.

and then the biggest one-

I had finally grown a pair.

And then I felt this huge hug and feeling of accomplishment.

God I love myself. And her too.  ( That kinda goes without saying)



PS :  I received an award from the very stylish , very mysterious Meher Manda a while back. It's a complicated procedure that the recipients have to follow, and requires intense thinking  and so I'll get back to it when I have lots of time and thank her properly, but for now, THANK YOU!  And do check her out...of course her blogs too ! Haha.  Love :)


PPS:  I will write about what happened four years back, because that changed a lot of things.