Body to Body - Soul to Soul That's Valentine!
Body to Body - Soul to Soul
That’s Valentine…
Like Bees to Honey!
They are drawn to each other… a Body to a Body… a Soul to a Soul… a Heart to a Heart…! And we are not talking only about those who are already steady in their romance romp together. In fact, even the fence-sitters, the ones struck with the ‘to-be-or-not-to-be’ syndrome get an all new zing that emboldens them to finally put together words for giving vent to their feelings before the one who is raiding their dreams!
That’s because it is Valentine!
And the Valentine Voodoo melts one into the other! It’s the time when cupid starts working overtime… when clouds get pink and the air has a heady fragrance that wafts through beaus & belles – age no bar!
Ah, describing it, we feel like indulging in a little limerick… Valentine is…
When hearts flutter, when desires clutter… when days are milky and nights are butter…
Wah! Wah! (and don’t you give us that look… why can’t we indulge ourselves a bit – after all, it’s the Valentine’s Day, man!)
But ever wondered why it came to be called that?
We mean, why Valentine got to be associated with this celebration of Love, when in actuality, Valentine was a Saint of Termi (Rome) and was hardly the type, bursting with Romance. He was beheaded by the Roman king Claudius II (Claudius, the Cruel) for helping Christians. The poor dear was anything but Romantic and never ever started a cult for the lovey-dovey crowd in his times, though he did solemnise marriages between Christians. And that’s what became his undoing because Claudius had banned those marital bonds as a measure for curtailing Christianity.
Then, how come such a person – er, parson – became the harbinger of Romance? Well, the legend has it that the day he was beheaded chanced to be the day, ‘Love-lotteries’ were drawn. The ‘Love-lotteries’ were an ancient festival therein where a boy would pick up a lottery from a bowl, carrying a girl’s name and the one whose name he found written on it would be his mate for the fete!
This Romantic game must have somehow been intertwined with the martyred St. Valentine and then gradually, over the centuries, he himself got to become the Patron Saint of Romance and the day of his martyrdom became the Valentine’s day!
Today, surely he would be popping his eyes out at the fuss woven around his name. He has become the trigger of the biggest Tamaasha of our times. The stick-in-the-mud, supercilious and stagnantly conservative old fogeys of this world consider him to be a curse, while the young gang roots for him deliriously, plunging into their loverly sweet nothings on his day – body, heart and soul!
And old fogeys be damned!
So the campus kittens coo at each other with sighs & swoons – but it’s not about them only! Even the not-so-young heave and hum at whoever their fancy is. Actually, it’s a time when even an office steno can have a fling at the boss with wistful pouts, misty eyes and tones husky with emotions.
Nobody minds nobody!
All class, cast, creed, tribe and vocations find themselves caught in the vortex of Valentine. The only thing that matters is – LOVE… LOVE that threads Body to Body, Heart to Heart, Soul to Soul!
And Television is no exception to that!
To mirror the Valentine Vodoo in the TVland, we chose the drop-dead dude Raqesh Vashistha (once Bapat) and the dishy dudette Ridhi Vashistha (once Dogra)… and the result was spellbinding!
And the chemistry between the two set the air ablaze!
Besides, we also had a chitto-chat with them… Here is sharing all…
Feel the flames, folks…
May the Heat get you…
