That’s my initial reactions when I last saw the number of comments (110) in my Multiply comment box with regards to the previous entry on “What’s The Obsession With V-Day???“. Now that the euphoria and excitement has somewhat subsided, I think I will remember this day not for the love that is supposedly filled in the air, but for the fact that I might have finally hit the jackpot in getting people to respond to my questions, whims and nuances cos previously I find it so difficult to coax people into giving a reaction or posting feedbacks on questions posed.
It was a plain one paragraph and ended off with a one-liner that provoked the minds of those in my contact list and beyond. People who normally come in and go, heck even total strangers, bothered giving their two cents worth and I also see supposed friends hitting out at yours truly either subtly or directly in the name of “Progression of the Malay Mindset“. Far from getting burnt, I believe I have lived up to my promise to propose more thought-provoking questions to everyone.
It’s amazing how the minds work, how easily worked up people can get just because I posed a question that I myself am trying to find the right answer to it as well. If I knew the answer damn bloody well, I wouldn’t have posed it to everyone. Some answered through objectivity, others through emotions (ladies, please stand up and curtsey!!!), some agreed to an extent, while majority disagreed with me. This has always been my objective all along, to start a healthy discussion so we can all learn from one another, be it good or bad.
I have to admit, my reputation on radio precedes me. I tend to come across as this person who is hell-bent on winning, having the last say and getting my way. But there is also a side of me that concedes and accepts if the theory and explainations are logical enough to warrant a step back. Funny how come people get all worked up for nothing, unless they themselves felt the heat due to eating too much chilli. Reading through some of these emotional comments brought a wry smile to my face and gave me a sense of deja vu over what transpired on national radio the previous day. Another hook, line and sinker moment when I myself did not stress much on the religious stance towards celebrating the day in my entry, preferring to concentrate more on the general aesthetics and ending off with a question that needed some logical answers.
Nonetheless I thank everyone who has participated in the debate or still intend to in the next few days / weeks. Even though most do not agree with my notion and instead gave alternative views and personal experiences as examples, it is through these that we all can learn to take in the good and the bad.
Let me share something with all of you…
When I was still in secondary school, I was like any teeny bopper out there learning the meaning of life and also tried to fit in wherever possible to be accepted in cliques. I celebrated Valentine’s Day by giving my crushes cards and gifts. It was only till much later, through maturity and realisation of what the day meant, through logic and religion, did I realise the folly of my ways. Partly also, I hated this day as it was a grim reminder of the rejections I used to get from my crushes. But it’s all part of growing up. This day also brought back funny memories of my cousin (who is a Bollywood fanatic) who went around giving his crushes leaves with love notes written on them, just like those found in “Mohabbatein” (my all-time fave Hindi movie). I’m sure some of them found it sweet of him to have done that, though at that time I questioned the originality of it all, even though he had the audacity to re-enact what transpired in the movie.
Truth is, Valentine’s Day, religion aside, is every day. I end off this entry by quoting what one of my forum mates had said and I quote selectively from all his comments:
“I don’t understand V-Day either. If you love someone, everyday is supposed to be V-Day. It’s just an excuse for florists to jack up the prices of roses that will die the next couple of days and for restaurants to commit daylight robbery by charging so much for dinner. I’ll be at home this V-Day, thank you very much. The idea of jostling for tables at dinner and with the teenybopper crowds thronging the streets with their flowers and balloons isn’t very romantic. V-Day is just another day to me… takde makna dalam hidup… And I think it’s sad if you need a “special” day to remind yourselves to love. You should always be reminded of that the moment you wake up and be able to live another day…” and he ended off by saying, “Thanks.. and do you notice that it’s mostly the ladies that’s defending this V-Day idea? :P”
Thanks Wan, you really hit the nail in the head!!! LOL!!!