Apparently it was Rose Day some days ago. Someone was kind enough to wish me Happy Rose Day although I did not get any rose(s) this year or any other year before for quite sometime now. Not that it prevented me from breathing or living life in any case. I was just amused by the interest in this particular day by the younger generation. Ah, to be a teenager and still be in the process of building sand castles in the air.
We too used to celebrate Rose Day religiously back in college. By stupidly buying roses at over inflated prices of 10 rupees per rose. And sending them anonymously to certain parties over at the Boys Hostel. Or at least thats what the senior girls told us.
There was this particular senior whom my friend and me thought was pretty cute. His friends nick named him Katti, in the local language. I think that means one-who-speaks-a-lot. Anyways, after repeated assurance that anonymous roses wouldnt be traced back to us at any cost, we sent one to him along with the message, “from your admirer” (I think)
Innocently enough, the senior girls made us write out names & the message number in a register after which the sale would be made. We were stupid enough to write all that. What we didnt know was that the seniors girls would be so co-operative with their male colleagues that they would hand over the register for a complete scrutiny of who sent which anonymous rose to whom and how many.
I was later horrified to hear people snickering about being enamoured with Mister Katti. The guy himself was decent enough not to address the issue even once. So much for anonymous roses. And so much for female unity. Moral of the story: Dont trust girls, at least those who’re not in your friend category.
Don’t remind me about the roses.
I never got a single red rose in all 4 years in college. Not even anonymous red roses from secret admirers.
I am really sad about the entire topic.
I’m on the verge of tears. Boo hoo :’(
- A member of the broken hearts club.
I’m sure the rose delivery person was a doofus. One who lost their way and never delivered all those anonymous/non-anonymous roses to your hostel room.
Rose day was fun
I remember Amber and someone else had teamed up and send a bunch of roses to a lot of gals one year with nice limericks.
And remember the stupid guys who used to buy roses by the dozens just to ensure that their girlfriend was the Rose queen of the year?
@Deepak: I can’t help but empathize with you !
Oh rose days
I never got one 
@Priya – Rose Queen, yeah. As far as I remember correctly, one gets a lot of roses in first year. As much as 45 or 50. Then, the number goes depressingly down in the later years. If one gets as many as 5 roses in final year, and that too after constant reminder to one’s so-called batchmates, one would be happy with that.
@Vinay – Same idiot delivery person perhaps?
@Shradha –
Is this rose day same as valentine day ? .. I think I got quite a lot of chillies then
I think I got some chillies too. But then again, the selective memory chooses to remember only what it wills.