The Virus

There is a virus that has been around for billions of years. In women, the affect starts from the eyes and moves downwards. In men, it starts from somewhere in between and moves back and forth. The women feel the palpitations within seconds. Men, however, are typically confused if they are actually suffering from this disease or not. We call it the BS symptom.

Usually, this infection hits one person and rings the bell in another. Mostly it happens to two at a time. You’ll die alone if it happens to you and never rings a bell to anyone who is in the vicinity. Or, in the case of an online virus, in a studio across the Pacific.

In the times of yore, young men and women wrote poetry to express this infection. They looked into the eyes and knew if the other person was actually the second infected one. They then moved to writing letters, meeting secretively and embracing each other whenever possible. After that we saw bees on flowers and so, have no evidence of what happened next.

Times changed, and the infected started showing more signs. They could not live without hearing each other’s voice, look at each other and be around each other. They shared their dreams and emotions. From embracing they moved to little pecks on the cheeks and lips to what they use to call, love making. It was sweet. The basic symptom remained the same – palpitations in the heart.

Today the virus has been acting weird. One infected person is able to see multiple infected people. In its attempt to choose the best partner, it moves from one virus to another. Each infected person is different and lures the other in its own unique and charming way. Since so many options are easily available, it’s hard for the infected person to choose and remain committed to one. We call it the MF symptom.

All the people who show signs of the MF symptom are also affected by the BS one. They need to clear their head, breathe and realise what they are doing to the people around them. The virus that has infected them is the best in the world. It was developed to create peace and harmony. It came into existence so that the most vital organ in the human body – the heart – can function to its best capability. God intended to spread happiness. Not hurt and anger.

The people who get infected through MF’s should not lose hope. They will come around. Not to you necessarily. But they will realise that multiple choice is not always the best way to live life. Stalking and following them like the Vodafone puppy will not help your cause. Nor will any resentment. Forget, forgive, and move on. And for heaven’s sake, you didn’t pass the symptom to them. So, take a chill pill and keep your ears open for the next infected person who comes in your vicinity. You will hear bells, trust me, you will. 

If you’re still stuck with the MF, God save you. Get a life!

And while we are at it, Happy Valentines Week. If this post is relevant to you today, you probably hate this day. Read here for further advice!

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