More of we

Less of me,

More of we

There is no getting passed compromise

But your eyes

The morning sun envies your eyes

And I sympathize with the sun’s envy

Maybe compromise is somewhere

In Me

Because your eyes

Yes, those lovely eyes

Grow wings on butterflies

Humming birds sing them lullabies

If more of we

Means less of me,

Then less of me will compromise

So more of we can wake up to your eyes

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Yes, I’m talking about Valentine’s Day

Today is a day for love, but walking down these streets, you wouldn’t be able to tell. So I’m just wondering- what happened to Kampala road being covered in red with those overdone probably cheap Chinese made lovey-dovey things the hawkers would be selling: red plastic flowers, red framed quotes, red handkerchiefs, red underwear, cute little red cards saying Í love you and bigger teddy bears to go them , and red key holders (although I always wondered who ever bought these).

What happened to all the valentine promotions and ads on TV (especially the V&A one with prizes)? How come restaurants do not seem to have a lovers’ special today with a discount for couples anymore? Even on radio this morning, no Maám, I did not hear a valentine’s day playlist, there was no random caller declaring his undying love for some unsuspecting victim, or over cheesy messages that just make you roll your eyes in amusement, or that love struck campus girl putting some married sob in trouble with her big mouth.   Where is the love yo’?

 I expected to at least find a couple of people in red and black today but I dint. The whole Makerere University campus was pointedly avoiding those colors and that’s just not cool. I mean, Cupid has to fly around half naked with a damn bow n arrow, n knowing how old he is right now, that they haven’t yet upgraded him to one of those sniper long range guns is just mean, but the least you can do is wear red so he can at least see you. Stop spoiling Cupid’s day.

So on that point, I’m heading back to the room to look for something more valentine like and going out of my way to celebrate today. I want to go all out; yes, I want red flowers, chocolate, a nice candle lit dinner somewhere decorated for the occasion served with nice red chilled wine. So, i can look across the table at him and for the brief second, its all perfect as he says I’m the only thing on his mind when we both know so is the bill (I’m not a romance novelist). But you get the point. 

I’m not usually one to celebrate such hopeless holidays but if there are no hopeless lovers to laugh at and tease and secretly wish I had the guts to be like, then why not be on the receiving end?No, OK that’s a lame one, but c’mon, its 2012, the world was supposed to end this year and it dint. I’m living life. So happy valentine’s day to the bold lovers out there:)

 

 (PS:- WILL YOU PLEASE BE MY VALENTINE??? 🙂 )