Today I am not going to write about. Holding hands, inserting the sleeve of your jacket into her hands, paying the diner bills after over working the sweat glands and mostly for saying unspoken emotions due to excessive alcoholic energy tonic. Everything love-full things under the sun, this is not a love story. This is just a keen observation of a man in a male dominant society. A society that has just abruptly changed turning into something where both sexes clashing for superiority; this is where I was born, this is where I have been raised, and this is the place where everything in me sprouted. I am not romantic. Mostly, I am coined as a cave man. But I think that is the very reason why men are more beautiful than women. We don’t usually open our pages to be read by everybody. We select readers to know something that’s not generic. Something we nurtured in our privacy. Something we kept hidden for miners to break free. Something that only loved people can truly know. Something we can’t see and that’s just wrapped with uncertainty. Of course I have eaten spaghetti. I have drank ice-cold milk tea. I just didn’t go with what she has used to see me. This time, I gained superpower; the mighty strength of the orca hidden under kingdom Oceania. I am invincible. I picked flowers. I wrote letters, and yes, I let everyone see me doing these for her. You know, it’s not me to sing under the tree for her to be sleeping like a baby. It’s not me to whisper ants-attracting sounds for her to be grinny. It’s not me to be someone who can stand being mushy but loving her deeply and caring for her selflessly is just me. And so today, I am writing for a boy who saved a-month-long-money just to have something for his girlie, for a man who brain-wracking prepared specialty for her wife-y, and for us males who just love women truly. It is not always we say sweet things and express our affections. It is not always we do favors and give our full attention. It is not always we do things in accordance with your expectations. It is also not just today we do more than we always do. It is not pretension that we ought to, it’s just simply magnificent for this day to have extra courage to do bigger things consciously hereto. For the girls who have received a note saying “I Love You!”, for the wives who have listened to him saying with teary-eye “Thank you!” and for all the beautiful creatures out there who have witnessed the good side of every not so good side of men, today I will say, we, men may not be the kind you hoped us to be, we may be childish, foolish, and act stubbornly. We may do things recklessly, but we will and will always be sitting beside you listening silently!