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Love...no matter how young or old or educated or learned one is ,there is a yearning for ,love. Einstein says,'how can u explain in terms of physics and chemistry,such an important biological phenomenon of first love'.
Shakespeare wrote plays, young girls have written poems, college boys have slashed wrists,ppl have married,eloped,killed and died..all in the name of love..
and what better season and time to celebrate such a universal feeling as love,than february.
It isn't enough to just feel ,but it is important to show and tell and sing about your love.it is important to show u care and value a person.that someone is important to u.a flower smells sweet even as a closed bud but only when it blooms does it actually spread it's scent . You might say it doesnt make a difference to the flower ,but it is important for the bees and butterflies,because only in the scent do they know of the flower's love for them..ok so that was too metaphorical..
anyways so what i mean to say is that there is a need to express and not just feel.valentines day is not just a korny thing for college kids,nor is it the western ruination of our indian values,nor is it a cunning ploy of the card companies to sell there product..
love cannot be packaged ,nor can it be wrapped in a bouqet of flowers..
valentines is not about the gift but the gifted[the person u give the gift to] the look of surprise,the blush on her cheeks,the warmth in the eyes when u EXPRESS your feelings.sometimes it is important to let your loved ones know how special they r to u,and how much they mean to u.

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