tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872146559118935939.post2878239408505390806..comments2024-03-13T17:00:57.265+05:30Comments on By All Means Necessary: Thoughts Before Valentine’s DayJohnyMLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05854530824953334475noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872146559118935939.post-46522836605199225752009-02-10T17:27:00.000+05:302009-02-10T17:27:00.000+05:30I was in class 7 when I first got to know about th...I was in class 7 when I first got to know about the V Day. Then, for me, it was a something which the ‘lovelorn’ and ‘crazy about boys’ girls would do. The initial paragraphs of article reminds me of my school days and how we celebrated various festivals and especially Rakhi. It’s almost 10 long years since I passed out Class 7 and still I never got a chance to celebrate the eve. I find myself either studying or working in last ten 14 Febs. But then my opinions are very much different now. What is the harm when two lovers meet and party on Valentine? Doesn’t it happen each day? By now such things should have become part of our society but it’s sad that our so called ‘Moral Police’ keeps its hawk eyes wide open for silly reasons. Isn’t there anything else to do other than brick-bating couples who bring out some love in otherwise terrorized state?sumedha.dhasmana@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13795624043905259489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8872146559118935939.post-75050617669443467452009-02-10T13:21:00.000+05:302009-02-10T13:21:00.000+05:30“Girls held the books closer to their chests and w...“Girls held the books closer to their chests and walked with downcast eyes”. Good post. It indeed reminded me of my school days in Kerala. Though I never had the luck of a love affair, I can smell the fragrance of nostalgia in your post .drawingboyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10034949200185235057noreply@blogger.com