The Valentines Day(2006)

I was just walking down the street , when a book caught my eyes. Don't know if it was an antique shop but It certainly was not a book store where they sell books.
I din't care , well why should I , I never liked books but I must say there was something special about that book. They say , don't judge a book by its cover , but it was by
far the most beautiful book that I had ever seen.I kept on thinking about the book the whole night. Everyday , I walked the same street to the bus stop . I was often late to
my work but a gentle glance to the book and thinking about it was almost a routing now.I had no experience of reading books , the only thing that I ever come close
to reading was text books and some comics. But this was something special . Its been a week now and I still dont know much about the book , I dont now if its
a fiction,drama , thriller or a simple romantic book.

The book was famous among the guys at my work but they were intrested in some other books, some had their own and some were like me fantasising
about their own dream book that they could cherish for their entire life.Office wasnt much of a help and I dint wanted to show my desperation about
a "book".

Just as other days I was about to look at the book , the shoopkeeper called me inside the shop.She had noticed me looking at her book.Now I knew she is going to
take the book away and not keep it by the window but instead she told me about the book , we had a nice time. Then I used to drop at the shop after my work.
It was almost two weeks now . I knew her very well , but still I was afraid to talk about buying the book , or even borrowing it. As I had assumed it was not
just another book to be bought and sold or borrowed. It was a special one.

Then It was February 14, 1996, The valentines day, I was really excited about the day as I was about to ask the shopkeeper if she would consider
giving the book to me. I was shocked , I could not see the book . I went inside and asked her about the book , she told me it was sold! The guy who bought the book
was standing right next to me, he certainly looked like he was and educated person who reads a lot of books but I was sure he didnot know abou the book as much
as I did. She wrapped my book in a beautiful red paper , she looked even more beautiful. She handed the book to the guy, I just looked at
the book, may be for the last time.I watched the guy leave with the book , I was helpless.

The next thing I remember is , it was February 29, a leap year. I was still In agony , still thinking about it and I was sure there was no other book like it.
I lost something, something that was mine , something that was special to me
I quit the job , I sweared I would never walk that road again and I didnt. But I knew I had to move on , I was just killing time on the computer. Then I saw ,
100s and thousands of books , some of them were even more beautiful than the one that I loved. I was so
busy just thinking abou the same book that I never realised there are other good books out there. That day was special , I dont remember the date though.

Now I walk the same street only hoping to find one more book that I can dream about.