While growing up in the far-flung areas of our country, I never really had a best friend. Best friend in the sense many speak of the word – one friend that you have grown up with, that one friend you went to school with, the one who knows you inside out. This lack of a best friend was one of the many pitfalls of being born to parents with transferable jobs. Nonetheless, though I did not have a best friend so to say, I did have lots of good friends – friends from all across the country.
It was only when I started college and shifted into a hostel that I met the girl who was to turn into my proverbial best friend. Our friendship started with random hi, hellos, graduating to exchange of class notes and in no time we were bonding over endless chat sessions about latest political updates, the exhaustive books collection in the college library and the current affairs – yes, you read that right – as mass communication students, these topics were the things that kept as pre-occupied!
Fun for us was doing all quirky things! Getting up at 6 in the morning to check-out our favourite News anchors, watching movies all night long, buying matching stuff from the stores and threatening auto-drivers with dire consequences if he did not abide by the traffic rules!
When it came to girly things like makeup and fashion, we were like Alice(s) in Wonderland! We would wonder with amazement at every little thing we would discover in our friends’ make-up boxes! And on the make-up counters at the malls! Stuff that was fancier than your regular kohl pencil, eyeliner, and lipstick! There were hundred different brushes to put the makeup on, there were exotic concealers to hide marks and blemishes on your face, eyeshadows, blush-ons and what not! An array of products to turn you from a plain Jane into a glowing princess in no time – provided one knew what to apply and where!
So Alices(s) in Wonderland we were, wearing down the salesgirls at different brand counters with our nincompoop queries about some product or the other! More often than not, we did not buy the products despite our incessant questions, for we knew we will not use them after all. And the rare occasions when we let our minds and hearts be convinced about a product, all sorts of experiments would start once we reached our hostel rooms, and these experiments would then soon turn into laugh riots!
Once we got this fancy face-pack from some cosmetics shop and it promised super glowing skin within minutes of applying and lo and behold, as soon as we reached our room, we were all set to put it on! But once we had applied it on our scrubbed faces we forgot about the goodness of the product or wondering whether it will actually work wonders on our skin like it promised, our new experiment was to see who looked more ghastly or rather GHOSTLY with the face pack on! In a while friends from adjoining rooms too joined us in our experiment and one ghostly sight we all made with this black mud pack on our faces!And now when I see this beautiful Dove soap hamper, I know how this new experiment is going to turn out! My best friend is again going to be the guinea pig for this experiment! As my partner in crime in many offbeat experiments, she will be game for this one too! Anything for good, glowing skin, and quirky photographs!
And now when I see this beautiful Dove soap hamper, I know how this new experiment is going to turn out! My best friend is again going to be the guinea pig for this experiment! As my partner in crime in many offbeat experiments, she will be game for this one too! Anything for good, glowing skin, and quirky photographs!