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24—SATURDAY Vanguard, FEBRUARY 20, 2021<br />

bunmsof@yahoo.co.uk<br />

Romance - The great stress b<strong>us</strong>ter!<br />

(Valentine’s Day Special)<br />

To renounce your<br />

individuality completely,<br />

to see with another’s<br />

eyes, to hear with<br />

another’s ears, to be two, and<br />

yet, but one, to so melt and mingle<br />

that you no longer k<strong>now</strong> you are<br />

you or another, to constantly<br />

absorb and constantly radiate, to<br />

double your personality in<br />

bestowing it – that is love” -<br />

Theophile Gauter.<br />

“Few things”, said Alain, a<br />

chronic romantic; “can rival<br />

stumbling bleary-eyed on the<br />

morning mail and finding a letter<br />

bearing the handwriting of your<br />

beloved. I imagine tearing open<br />

the envelope and being caressed<br />

by a flow of prose, full of tender<br />

compliments, unambiguo<strong>us</strong><br />

sentiment and courageo<strong>us</strong><br />

displays of affection. He misses<br />

you; he can think of nothing else<br />

or no one else but you. He<br />

stumbles to find the right words.<br />

He could never bring himself to<br />

say it before, but yes, you are his<br />

flower, his Ven<strong>us</strong>, his honey pie.<br />

He longs to hold you in his arms<br />

to kiss the nape of your neck and<br />

caress your eye-brows till the end<br />

of time...”<br />

My God! Can this be the same<br />

tongue tied character who<br />

yesterday would rather have<br />

climbed Everest than say, “I<br />

missed you?” Who would have<br />

thought that beneath this exterior<br />

lurked a most passionate and<br />

sensual wordsmith?<br />

It’s St. Valentine’s season once<br />

again dear readers. Yes, romance<br />

ought to be in the air. This hasn’t<br />

been a particularly happy year<br />

so far. What with the aftermath<br />

of political and non-political<br />

shenanigans, the ASUU sixmonth<br />

strike actions and your<br />

stress over how you’re going to<br />

pay that huge over draft you<br />

wheedled but of your<br />

disapproving bank manager to<br />

pay yet another batch of school<br />

fees? But optimistic we should<br />

be and the year is not ended yet.<br />

Who k<strong>now</strong>s what pleasant<br />

surprise these adventures that<br />

are our leaders have up their<br />

sleeves for <strong>us</strong>?<br />

So cheer up then! I’ve gone<br />

through my archives with a tooth<br />

comb to bring you few of the best<br />

passionate letters that spanned<br />

three centuries. So, sit back and<br />

enjoy them! Should take your<br />

mind off the seething rage you<br />

<strong>now</strong> feel!<br />

Remember the French warrior,<br />

Napoleon Bonaparte and his<br />

Waterloo fiasco? Beneath his<br />

warring heart apparently beat a<br />

very romantic and passionate<br />

one: In 1776, he wrote the love<br />

of his life, Josephine: “I have not<br />

spent a day without loving you;<br />

I have not spent a night without<br />

embracing you; I have not drunk<br />

a single cup of tea without<br />

cursing the pride and ambition<br />

which force me to remain<br />

separated from the moving spirit<br />

of my life. In the midst of my<br />

cities, whether I’m at the head of<br />

my, army or inspecting the<br />

camps, my beloved Josephine<br />

stands alone in my heart,<br />

occupies my mind, fills my<br />

thoughts. If am moving away<br />

from you with the speed of the<br />

Rhone torrent, it is only that I<br />

may see you again more quickly.<br />

“Dear Nora”, wrote James<br />

Joyce, the author of classics like<br />

Ulysses and The Portrait of the<br />

Artist As A Young Man, in 1904:<br />

“I came in at half past eleven,<br />

since then I have been sitting in<br />

an easy chair like a fool. I could<br />

do nothing. I hear nothing but<br />

your voice... I am like a fool,<br />

hearing you call me “dear”.<br />

“When I am with you, I leave<br />

aside my contemptuo<strong>us</strong>,<br />

s<strong>us</strong>picio<strong>us</strong> nature. I wish I felt<br />

your head on my shoulder. I<br />

think I will go to bed...”<br />

Zelda Sayre, fiancé of Scott<br />

Fitzgeralf wrote in 1919 before<br />

they got married:<br />

“Sweetheart, please don’t be<br />

so depressed. We’ll be married<br />

soon and then these lonesome<br />

nights will be over for ever –<br />

Scott, there’s nothing in all the<br />

world I want but you and your<br />

precio<strong>us</strong> love... I would do<br />

anything to keep your heart for<br />

my own. I don’t want to live, I<br />

want to love first, and live<br />

incidentally. Don’t ever think of<br />

the things you can’t give me; you<br />

have tr<strong>us</strong>ted me with the dearest<br />

heart of all and it is so damn<br />

much more than anybody else<br />

in all the world has ever had...”<br />

Franz Liszi, whose lover Marie<br />

d’ Agoult, left her h<strong>us</strong>band to<br />

elope with him wrote her this:<br />

“My heart overflows with<br />

emotion and joy! I do not k<strong>now</strong><br />

what heavenly languor, what<br />

infinite pleasure permeates it<br />

and burns me up. It is as if I<br />

have never loved!!!. Tell me,<br />

whence these uncanny<br />

disturbances spring, these<br />

inexpressible foretastes of<br />

delight, these divine tremors of<br />

love... All this can only be, is<br />

surely nothing less than a gentle<br />

ray screaming from your fiery<br />

soul, or else, some secret<br />

pregnant tear-drop which you<br />

have long since left in my breast.<br />

“Marie! Marie! Oh, let me<br />

repeat that name a hundred<br />

times over; for three days <strong>now</strong>, it<br />

has lived within me, oppressed<br />

me, set me afire ... Oh! Leave<br />

me free, to rave in my delirium.<br />

Drab, tame, constricting reality<br />

is no longer enough for me. We<br />

m<strong>us</strong>t live our life to the full, living<br />

and suffering to extremes! This<br />

is to be! To be!!!”<br />

Another literary giant, John<br />

Keats in 1819, wrote his<br />

heartthrob, Fanny Brawne:<br />

“Even when I’m not thinking of<br />

you, I receive your influence and<br />

tenderer nature stealing upon<br />

me. All my thoughts, my<br />

unhappiest days and nights<br />

have I found not at all cured of<br />

my love of beauty, but made it so<br />

intense that I am miserable that<br />

you are not with me or rather I<br />

Good fortunes can actually come your way<br />

Forget four-leaf clovers,<br />

horse-shoes, and lucky<br />

charms – “If you want good<br />

fortune to smile on you, all<br />

you need to do is get into a<br />

lucky frame of mind, then sit<br />

back and enjoy as everything<br />

starts going your way...”<br />

advises Professor R. Wiseman<br />

in his book: The Lucky factor.<br />

Here are some of the steps he<br />

recommends to help you find<br />

your lucky self:<br />

Step 1: Reset your mind:<br />

The first step on the road to<br />

good fortune is to programme<br />

your mind to think of yourself<br />

as fortunate. Start, by<br />

resisting the temptation to<br />

relive your past failures and<br />

worries. Many of <strong>us</strong> do this,<br />

but all it achieves is to blind<br />

you to any good coming your<br />

way. Lucky people get things<br />

in perspective, look for<br />

opportunities in a disaster and<br />

foc<strong>us</strong> on the future.<br />

Try this: ‘Refraining’ is a<br />

technique often employed by<br />

psychotherapists to help<br />

clients get positive<br />

perspective. It involves<br />

placing an experience that<br />

you’re viewing negatively<br />

into another frame, which still<br />

fits the facts of the situation<br />

equally well or even better,<br />

but changes its entire<br />

meaning.<br />

So if, for example, you were<br />

unsuccessful in a job<br />

interview, instead of<br />

concluding that you’re always<br />

unlucky, congratulate yourself<br />

on getting an interview and<br />

consider the positive things<br />

that have come out of it.<br />

Step 2: Pat yourself on the<br />

back: Professor Wiseman’s<br />

studies show that successful<br />

people don’t assume their<br />

winning catch in a netball<br />

game was due to change –<br />

they put it down to their skill.<br />

So don’t tell yourself that<br />

what you’ve achieved is a<br />

fluke; think of it as an<br />

example of your ability.<br />

Try this: Wiseman<br />

recommends keeping a luck<br />

‘Journal’, where you note<br />

down all the good things that<br />

have happened to you along<br />

with how you’ve influenced<br />

the outcome. So, for example,<br />

it might be that you looked<br />

great in a pair of jeans you’ve<br />

j<strong>us</strong>t bought (beca<strong>us</strong>e you’ve<br />

been to the gym regularly).<br />

Step 3: Look Lucky: Lucky<br />

people expect, and are always<br />

open to good fortune, which<br />

radiates from the way they<br />

carry themselves. Make<br />

yourself one of them by<br />

mimicking their body<br />

language.<br />

Folded arms hunched<br />

shoulders and lack of eye<br />

contact are all clear signals<br />

that you’re feeling<br />

uncomfortable, which won’t<br />

make people warm to you.<br />

Instead, look up and around<br />

and smile – how else are you<br />

going to get lucky in love if<br />

you miss the opportunity to<br />

catch the eye of the handsome<br />

guy at the bar?<br />

Try this: If you find yourself<br />

worried about making a fool<br />

of yourself, or messing up,<br />

Wiseman suggests creating<br />

your own lucky mantra. Start<br />

and end each day by<br />

repeating a sentence that<br />

makes you feel positive such<br />

as, “Things are going to go<br />

my way.” Soon, it will filter<br />

into your subconscio<strong>us</strong> and<br />

become part of the way you<br />

perceive yourself, and a<br />

natural part of how you<br />

interact with others.”<br />

Step 4:Become a social<br />

butterfly: Lucky people have<br />

broader social networks than<br />

others, which increases the<br />

chances of them having lucky<br />

encounters,” says Professor<br />

Wiseman. “We asked<br />

tho<strong>us</strong>ands of people to<br />

classify themselves as either<br />

lucky, neutral (neither lucky<br />

nor unlucky), or unlucky.<br />

Next, they were presented<br />

with a list of 15 common<br />

British surnames and asked to<br />

indicate whether they were on<br />

first-name terms with at least<br />

one person for each surname.<br />

The results were dramatic and<br />

demonstrated the huge<br />

relationship between lucky<br />

and social connectivity.<br />

breathe in that dull sort of<br />

patience that cannot be called life.<br />

I never knew before what such a<br />

love as you have made me feel<br />

was; I did not believe in it, my<br />

fancy was afraid of it lest it should<br />

bum me up... I would never see<br />

nothing but pleasure in your<br />

eyes, love on your tips, and<br />

happiness in your steps...”<br />

Our last letter is from an<br />

unk<strong>now</strong>n ho<strong>us</strong>ewife who could<br />

compete with the best wordsmith<br />

any day. She wrote her h<strong>us</strong>band.<br />

“It’s been fifteen years <strong>now</strong> since<br />

I became your wife. I never got<br />

a diamond, but I got a wonderful<br />

life. I’ve become a wealthy<br />

woman, have riches without<br />

price. You’ve given me beautiful<br />

children, not j<strong>us</strong>t once, not twice,<br />

but thrice.<br />

“You’re there to boost my ego,<br />

and help my confidence grow.<br />

I’ve become a better person, with<br />

your love for me, I k<strong>now</strong>. Yes,<br />

I’m a wealthy woman. I’ve riches<br />

beyond measure. I don’t need<br />

valentine present. You are my<br />

greatest treasure”.<br />

Still deliberating on St.<br />

Valentine’s Day, do you k<strong>now</strong> that<br />

Valentine card originated<br />

through St. Valentine, a third<br />

century Christian who was<br />

martyred on 14 th February in<br />

AD270? During imprisonment,<br />

he restored the sight of his<br />

gaoler’s daughter, and on the eve<br />

of his execution, sent her a<br />

farewell note, signing it ‘from<br />

your Valentine.’<br />

The c<strong>us</strong>tom of sending<br />

Valentine cards was later revived<br />

in 1926 by Lady Jeanette Tuck,<br />

the wife of the greetings card<br />

planner, Sir Adoph Tuck. She<br />

realised that the Victorian lady,<br />

no longer young and a little<br />

unhappy with the pace of the<br />

twenties, would welcome the<br />

opportunity to send a courtly<br />

token of affection to someone she<br />

loved. The c<strong>us</strong>tom has since<br />

gone from strength to strength!<br />

So, this is hoping that you will<br />

all have a lovely celebration of<br />

love, (and life, come to think of<br />

it!). With naughty smiles on your<br />

face remembering that: “Nature<br />

couldn’t make <strong>us</strong> perfect, so, she<br />

did the best thing – she made <strong>us</strong><br />

blind to our faults, j<strong>us</strong>t as love is<br />

blind to the faults of the one upon<br />

whom it is bestowed”.

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