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Valentine's Day in China - Roses and Songs, Love and Loneliness

Power outage! Suddenly, my computer cracklesand decide against it...I walk further...into
and the screen blacks out. That means I canthe main shopping area and notice more
neither write nor browse the internet norflower-sellers as they push their wares into
check to see if I have any interesting emailsthe faces of couples...they don't bother
or Valentine's Day wishes. I pull on my thickme...single men with beards have no need for
winter jacket and step out of my apartment.flowers on Valentine's Day, they probably
Might as well go see the sights of Huainan onreason. I ignore them as they did me. Tat for
this special lovers' day, I tell myself as Itit!Crowds swell in the prelunch hour as I
step out the door of my sanctuary.Thestroll singing my song that no one seems to
stairwell windows are frosted. I wonder ifhear or understand if they do. I hope some
that means it's warmer outside than inside.pretty girl will smile at me and push her arm
As I step out the glass doors of the buildinginto mine. No one does...my song lies wasted
that houses us guests I sense the balmylike some flowers will tomorrow...thrown onto
warmth that spring welcomes all life with.the pavement following a quarrel or whatever.
Yes, spring is in the air! I recall hearingAt least my song lies wasted without a
the birds, the few that have not ended up onquarrel, I console myself.Valentine's day
dinner plates and soup bowls, chirpingseems to be big all over China. They already
excitedly to their mates. Perhaps, somethinghad their own and now have an extra one, an
tells them, too, it's Valentine's Day! Iimport. Well, I suppose, appetites are
smile to myself, thinking how many eggs willgrowing and celebrations need to keep pace
lie waiting in little nests atop branches awith them. I walk on...until I find myself at
few weeks from now. 'Love is in the air, lovethe glass doors of the building that houses
is in the streets, love is on the trees...' Ime and my kind...I climb up the four flights
compose a song and hum to myself. A fewand enter my apartment. Power is back and,
hundred metres away, I unzip my jacket - itthankfully, it got there before I did, I
feels hot inside those padded jackets.Everythink to myself. I switch on the computer and
few metres there's someone selling roses andwait as it hums and crackles back to life.I
assorted flowers. I pass by a florist's andlog onto a chatsite and wish everyone a Happy
notice they have extended their shop onto theValentine's Day. No one responds, except one,
pavement for the day and will probablywith a 'where are you from?''My mother's
overcharge every customer, too. Some flowerspu--y', I want to answer out of sheer pique,
have the ends of their petals dipped inbut desist. It's Lover's Day! Perhaps, on a
silver and gold, adding sheen to the alreadyLover's Day such as this, I was planted.
beautiful...like a sexy siren that paints her'Love is in the air, love is in the streets,
lips, darkens her eyelashes and adds somelove is on the trees...' I hum to myself,
glitter to her cheeks and temples...They -'love is everywhere...but where on earth am
the flowers look beautiful...and I touch oneI...'Rajesh Kanoi (Jack) is a published
to see if it's real or fake. There's so muchwriter, now living and working in China. Many
fake stuff around these days. It's real! Iof his short-stories, poems and articles have
want to buy a few...but feel silly buyingbeen published, including a book of
flowers and strolling aimlessly around, ashort-stories, 'Tales From China' (Lipstick
bunch in hand with no one to give them toPublishing).



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