Valentine's Day - the fear

Valentine's Day




Valentine's Day ..
In the roundabout they do not know that love is a feast; that the color of red is its perpetual color, knowing that the color of the violet is more suitable for him. They do not know that there is a blida who died because of trifling love or committed suicide. . They do not know the details of those stories that history has inherited from a generation to a generation until we have reached, without asking, what happened;
They do not know that there is a day for the lovers. They enter the bathroom, shave all their bodies, and dry them with a fragrant towel. They paint a moisturizing lotion for the skin. They clap their hair, and pick up the most beautiful suit of their broken cupboards. They come to a place of roses, telephones or accessories. They choose a gift and wrap it in a kagite. They put it in an elegant box with two clasps attached to each other, and the words "I love you" written in red beneath them. They wait for the evening, when it is dark, to meet their granules. They ask them to close their eyes for a moment. Do what they are asked to do because they keep today's history as memorable birthdays, and know it is a gift.
The gift opens, a light cry escapes, and a rush to print a kiss on the palate of her right or left lover; With a deliberate violence, and thank him for the iPhone phone worth seven thousand dirhams. Congratulating her with a gift, her slim arm curls, and they mean a Chinese restaurant where he has booked a table through a telephone call that cost him three minutes of precious time.
They take care of the Prestige and, at 11 o'clock at night, ride the car in the direction of his apartment; the bed of the bedroom is covered with a red bazaar. But before, drink a few drinks, champagne, or another good thing. They will dance on Western rhythms. And without feeling it, and after she put the cup on the table, she would snatch it from the ground carrying it, like a night bride, into the bedroom lit by dim red lights.
This is a scene worthy of their Valentine's Day .. Do not burden them with no pause, do not think about the bag of flour, nor in the bill of electricity high. It does not harm them, nor is it affected by manganese and leishmania. Do not get tired of hard work, and do not scare them when the doctor writes Rocheta medicine, afraid of the glamor and passed through .. Do not be afraid of death, and do not need to lie, and slander slander, to be ratified by their young and enable them to sleep lightly. . Not a crisis "Bartoch" suffer from them, but half of the city apartments under their command. The policeman does not stop them at the checkpoint, and when the driver lowers his window a little, and before the policeman asks him for his papers, he asks him, "Your thief is complaining to me."
They do not care about the news of hawkers, nor how many kilos of onions. They do not read the newspapers in Arabic, but the driver scans the windscreen of the morning dew. They do not sleep the same way yesterday, and do not urinate standing in the municipal toilet sink. Do not defile and wipe the earth's coats. Do not shop everyone with a stuffed handbag. Do not pay attention to a drunk person cursing the parents of another person who wants to beat him. Do not rush with us in the hospital lines or in the district offices. They do not cut off the road from any place they have encountered, but always insist on cutting the road from the two men's path. They do not get flies because their smells are always fine. They do not wear their shirts until they are in the neck.
They do not have time to gossip about each other.
We are not worthy of celebrating Valentine's Day, because all these things are in us. It is better to choose a day and celebrate it with ... or with a ball
Only they accept us as we do.

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