Being alone on Valentines' Day (or birthday) is fucking depressed. For a day that is supposed to be shared with your loved ones, it can be a huge disappointment to you. Romantic dinners, roses, chocolates, diamond rings and overflowing depression are all the norm on Valentines' day. Yes for many, instead of being happy, appreciated and loved on this particular day, it ends up bringing sadness, depression, self-doubt and loneliness.
If I am in Sydney or Singapore or KL or even at any more civilised places, being in this situation, I will go out clubbing, treat & pamper myself. Create any wonderful surprise. But, but I am in fucking Bangladust!