THE MALE PERSPECTIVE.

Life has a twisted sense of humour. Just when you are catching your breath after climbing out of the murky trenches of January,you find valentines day waiting 4 u with a sadonic grin. Life leaves no time to recover. Let us be honest;Valentines day sucks. I want to meet that guy who marks the day on his calender and looks forward to it. That guy who wakes up at the crack of dawn on 14th and just lies there with a broad smile on his face. Lets be clear. Valentines day is not about love. Not anymore,at least. It is a dramatised exhibition-a chopping board where men who do not have the imagination to express themselves,indeed,are slain as a sacrifice to the gods of romance.