Today is the 14th of March - a day I've been celebrating every year since 2007. Friendversary, anniversary, whatever name I may call it, it's the day I celebrate the very special bond I have with my best friend and recall all the beautiful memories we've shared. But today, it's going to be different. This post is not going to tell you about that guy being the best part of my life. Nay, you all have heard so much about him already. This post is to talk about the lady who's been the best part of my life.
Today, I'm celebrating so many years of being friends with Neenu Mary George, the only lady to have survived the 7 years' itch, being on the list. From her being a fuckin' narcissist and me being a selfless bitch, to us perfectly fitting in and actually tolerating each other for so long; from the first time I saw her and hated that there were no empty seats in the class except for the one beside me, to her being my rock and my star; it's been a wonderful journey (also read as 'roller coaster ride') we've taken together. So here's about a hundered of the million reasons why she's my special someone.
1) to get to call her GF without bothering the BF
2) to plan a stay over wearing pj's, baking cookies and watching movies all day
3) for rushing home whenever my mom called up during / after a panic attack
4) to complain about silly girls too bothered about makeup and fashion and the 50 shades of pink (we be talking 50 shades of grey instead)
5) to talk about reality
6) to be someone's strength
7) to gain strength
8) to be reminded how awesome I am
9) to have blind faith in me
10) to talk about fashion - only when necessary
11) to go shopping with (ONLY she is entitled to drag me along to the mall to do her shopping for more than 3 hrs and also its a 2 way private bridge)
12) to make me feel like I know fashion; she is the muse to the designer in me.
13) to talk about the hot guys working at fashion stores (you know, the perfectly groomed men in black at Zara & Massimo Dutti who should actually be modelling)
14) to go places with and to paint the whole town red
15) to cover up for me when I need to hang out with a guy (terms and conditions applied)
16) to plan a double date with, with the guys probably having to spend it with each other by the end
17) to get a biker's license just so that I can get a bike ride
18) to do all the talking for me - thank you!!
19) to hug in public without eyes rolling at us; to care the least when they do or even better, to give back the “yeah she's my lady” stare back
20) to get proposed to at public places, refer to point 19 for further details.
21) to be close enough to be asked if I am a lesbian / for my sexual orientation to be questioned.
22) to do my spa treatments at home
23) to get me cookies in my favourite flavours made specifically according to my diet plans - I have no idea how she does that
24) to drive crazy with when my mood isn't right and to drive crazy when it is too right
25) to trust me and be the first passenger in my car and remain shush about my first accident (we ain't partners in crime for nothing!)
26) to come home in the morning with a bar of Snickers and a can of Pepsi and tell me that everything would be alright, after I cried all night over a mess (did I mention I didn't open the door?)
27) to have that one yearly puff with - without being judged as a terrible smoker or be laughed at.
28) for knowingly supporting me when I say guys who make time, cook, flirt and do really romantic stuff for their women do exist for real, and I'm not asking for too much
29) to write a book, with me as a main character – to create “Chaos”
30) to show me that one's own happiness is what's most important - although I still haven't really learnt that
31) to tell me that I can take all the time I want in deciding who and when to marry
32) to let me know that whenever I do find the guy, she would whoop his sorry ass if he ever forgot how lucky he is
33) to remain single and give me company until then
34) to prove to each other's parents that we aren't the only ones
35) to talk about all the men, women and break ups in our lives
36) to have Coldstone and Krispy Kreme with (especially at the movies), despite being on a diet
37) for giving me company to do anything my parents wouldn’t let me do alone
38) to get permission from folks to hang out with or without others
39) to be the imaginary friend who accompanies me on a date
40) to be the specimen who I study to figure out what girls my age generally do and how and why they do it
41) to live out the amazingly extraordinary life that I only do in my dreams
42) to fly and come tell me about all that she saw and did
43) to introduce to the whole family and prove to them that I actually have a girlfriend
44) to bitch about the people I don’t like - now no guy wants to sit and listen to that
45) to listen to my songs and honestly tell me that it's sung without any feelings
46) to award my song with the greatest honor of being her phone's ringtone; despite her having professional singers and composers for friends
47) to walk out of my car, when pissed off, even while it's moving (I’m sorry that happened coz of me)
48) to walk back into my car, another day, as if nothing ever happened - no guy's ever gonna be welcomed back into my car after doing that
49) to teach me a few bad words to use in case of emergencies and a particular few in case of dire emergencies (see, just because I can't tolerate swears and don't use them, doesn't mean I don't know them)
50) to help me translate bad words in whatever language I know to English
51) to freak out the guy at Club Mahindra, convincing him that we're a couple and a swinging one at that
52) to inspire me to start gyming
53) to never compare me with another girl
54) to introduce me and provide a lifetime's supply of Bhojpuri songs
55) to sing with me, the lyrics of some of the most poetic malayalam songs
56) to go back to school with - our happy place
57) to win all the competitions for my house (she's my star)
58) to write so differently and yet love each other's writing
59) to discuss our brothers' gfs / crushes; and even grade their love letters – we the grammar Nazis
60) to call up my boyfriend, while he's at my house, and ask him to come talk to me, in a situation where I couldn’t (it's a long story)
61) to dance with me at the mall just close to midnight and at the cineplex, as our version of post-credits
62) to listen to all the philosophy I speak when high
63) to live equally screwed up lives - more or less
64) to keep blocking and unblocking me on whatsapp and facebook – the guys don’t do that
65) to copy and match profile pictures
66) to say that my love story is a great one and worthy of being written about
67) to get me the perfect, textured, little black book for my collection
68) to bake me whatever whenever
69) to share the table at my first craft sale
70) to forgive me and reconcile when I royally screwed up our relationship in public
71) to be the English Nazi making my words sound…..nicer? Ya, I'm still working on my vocab
72) to end up lost with me in random places in Bahrain & even Saudi!
73) to play giant sized snakes & ladders with me at the National Library (yeah, adults generally don't do that)
74) to dress me up and celebrate my ex-bf's birthday just so that I would smile again
75) to make me the most pretty looking lady fighting suicidal depression. Going upto my shrink and saying, "Doc, is my lipstick smudged?" was simply epic!
76) for thinking of hiding me in the boot of the car, to make sure I wouldnt get raped, in a hypothetical situation! - yes darling, it's the thought that counts (sorry Allan, she would save me over you anyday)
77) for being there for me at times when even my family didn't care
78) to make plans of living together with - that was a simply perfect plan (too good to be true I guess)
79) to convince me that the Japan guy isn't all that great and I deserve better
80) for rejecting a well deserving job offer, just coz I didn't get my interview call by then. I really don't know what to say to that; but I'm sure no guy would ever do that for me.
81) for continuing to believe in me and keep telling me that I'm brilliantly talented, even when I dropped out of college not knowing what to do in life
82) to promise me that we'll be looked up at some day and its going to be "us" and not just her. I really believe in her efforts, much more than I believe in myself.
83) for telling me the the only minus point is that I was born with a diamond studded gold spoon in my mouth
84) for giving me a detailed, honest analysis of my character and letting me know "what's my version of me?", when I finally got back to normalcy (I couldn't trust anybody else to give me that with such clarity)
85) to listen to my well written, terribly recited, Malayalam poetry, when I'm high
86) to have our own definition of "forever" - 'until Trump marries Michelle Obama'
87) to finish off the 100ml of alcohol that I sneaked into school, coz I ended up spitting out the very first sip I tasted (seriously, why do people drink that thing?)
88) to get me closure in my last [read as 'only'] relationship (although I hate(d) her for speaking for me without consent, it turned out to be for good in the long run)
89) to tell me, prove to me and make me realize I deserve better, every single time
90) to be my voice in socially awkward [read as 'all'] situations in the last 4 years
91) to be Monica (OCD, independent, world’s best chef, worked really hard to get that thin and wants to keep it that way, etc) to my Chandler (socially awkward, sarcastic, one single annoying yet recurring relationship / forever single, romantic otherwise, messed up childhood) – literally!
92) for showing me that I could actually fit into someone else’s [her] family
93) for telling me that I’m the best motivational speaker ever [Simon may beg to differ]; despite the fact that I did it only during that one phase in life. Hearing that from Bahrain’s best speaker – priceless!
94) to watch Padmavat – first day, first show, just to see a Rajput get imprisoned, stabbed and killed. We could spend the entire three hours just watching those scenes on loop! Oh and we took our moms too to share the moment.
95) to talk while working so that it’s productive (Oh no, we don’t talk to each other, we just sit together and talk to ourselves)
96) for instilling in me the fact that nothing is more important than my self-respect and self-esteem (Yes, I know there’s still a lot more to work on that)
97) for turning her head to the car next to mine and smiling to make way for me (Nope, can’t use a guy’s face for that - tried and tested)
98) for telling a guy that I'm better than him in bed
99) for fighting like crazy for the silliest or sometimes the most emotionally wrecking, soul crushing reasons; and then getting back together just coz we’re meant to be!
100) for saving my number as ‘Miss Mine’ and ‘Bitch Please’ and ‘Wifey’ and everything else possible, on her phone (My name in her contact list changes more often than my profile picture, anywhere!)
101) to be the only person worthy of actually going on my knees for.
Now there’ll be some 2 things on this list that offended her. She’ll forget about the other 99, cling onto those 2, stop talking to me and wouldn’t even tell me what I did wrong. But again, a few weeks later, she’ll get back to me, tell me what happened – maybe, or just start from where we left off, as if none of this ever happened; coz at the end of the day, we’re meant to be together. The relationship we share is so special that we only have each other that way. Irreplaceable.
P. S. And for the record, a million guys would go on their knees for her but she would only go down for me.💍She would get me flowers, take me out on dates, do all those very romantic little things to make me feel super special... not that I haven't had guys doing that for me, but not one person has done it all. She's given me my fairytale. Cheers to so many more years of togetherness!
Today, I'm celebrating so many years of being friends with Neenu Mary George, the only lady to have survived the 7 years' itch, being on the list. From her being a fuckin' narcissist and me being a selfless bitch, to us perfectly fitting in and actually tolerating each other for so long; from the first time I saw her and hated that there were no empty seats in the class except for the one beside me, to her being my rock and my star; it's been a wonderful journey (also read as 'roller coaster ride') we've taken together. So here's about a hundered of the million reasons why she's my special someone.
1) to get to call her GF without bothering the BF
2) to plan a stay over wearing pj's, baking cookies and watching movies all day
3) for rushing home whenever my mom called up during / after a panic attack
4) to complain about silly girls too bothered about makeup and fashion and the 50 shades of pink (we be talking 50 shades of grey instead)
5) to talk about reality
6) to be someone's strength
7) to gain strength
8) to be reminded how awesome I am
9) to have blind faith in me
10) to talk about fashion - only when necessary
11) to go shopping with (ONLY she is entitled to drag me along to the mall to do her shopping for more than 3 hrs and also its a 2 way private bridge)
12) to make me feel like I know fashion; she is the muse to the designer in me.
13) to talk about the hot guys working at fashion stores (you know, the perfectly groomed men in black at Zara & Massimo Dutti who should actually be modelling)
14) to go places with and to paint the whole town red
15) to cover up for me when I need to hang out with a guy (terms and conditions applied)
16) to plan a double date with, with the guys probably having to spend it with each other by the end
17) to get a biker's license just so that I can get a bike ride
18) to do all the talking for me - thank you!!
19) to hug in public without eyes rolling at us; to care the least when they do or even better, to give back the “yeah she's my lady” stare back
20) to get proposed to at public places, refer to point 19 for further details.
21) to be close enough to be asked if I am a lesbian / for my sexual orientation to be questioned.
22) to do my spa treatments at home
23) to get me cookies in my favourite flavours made specifically according to my diet plans - I have no idea how she does that
24) to drive crazy with when my mood isn't right and to drive crazy when it is too right
25) to trust me and be the first passenger in my car and remain shush about my first accident (we ain't partners in crime for nothing!)
26) to come home in the morning with a bar of Snickers and a can of Pepsi and tell me that everything would be alright, after I cried all night over a mess (did I mention I didn't open the door?)
27) to have that one yearly puff with - without being judged as a terrible smoker or be laughed at.
28) for knowingly supporting me when I say guys who make time, cook, flirt and do really romantic stuff for their women do exist for real, and I'm not asking for too much
29) to write a book, with me as a main character – to create “Chaos”
30) to show me that one's own happiness is what's most important - although I still haven't really learnt that
31) to tell me that I can take all the time I want in deciding who and when to marry
32) to let me know that whenever I do find the guy, she would whoop his sorry ass if he ever forgot how lucky he is
33) to remain single and give me company until then
34) to prove to each other's parents that we aren't the only ones
35) to talk about all the men, women and break ups in our lives
36) to have Coldstone and Krispy Kreme with (especially at the movies), despite being on a diet
37) for giving me company to do anything my parents wouldn’t let me do alone
38) to get permission from folks to hang out with or without others
39) to be the imaginary friend who accompanies me on a date
40) to be the specimen who I study to figure out what girls my age generally do and how and why they do it
41) to live out the amazingly extraordinary life that I only do in my dreams
42) to fly and come tell me about all that she saw and did
43) to introduce to the whole family and prove to them that I actually have a girlfriend
44) to bitch about the people I don’t like - now no guy wants to sit and listen to that
45) to listen to my songs and honestly tell me that it's sung without any feelings
46) to award my song with the greatest honor of being her phone's ringtone; despite her having professional singers and composers for friends
47) to walk out of my car, when pissed off, even while it's moving (I’m sorry that happened coz of me)
48) to walk back into my car, another day, as if nothing ever happened - no guy's ever gonna be welcomed back into my car after doing that
49) to teach me a few bad words to use in case of emergencies and a particular few in case of dire emergencies (see, just because I can't tolerate swears and don't use them, doesn't mean I don't know them)
50) to help me translate bad words in whatever language I know to English
51) to freak out the guy at Club Mahindra, convincing him that we're a couple and a swinging one at that
52) to inspire me to start gyming
53) to never compare me with another girl
54) to introduce me and provide a lifetime's supply of Bhojpuri songs
55) to sing with me, the lyrics of some of the most poetic malayalam songs
56) to go back to school with - our happy place
57) to win all the competitions for my house (she's my star)
58) to write so differently and yet love each other's writing
59) to discuss our brothers' gfs / crushes; and even grade their love letters – we the grammar Nazis
60) to call up my boyfriend, while he's at my house, and ask him to come talk to me, in a situation where I couldn’t (it's a long story)
61) to dance with me at the mall just close to midnight and at the cineplex, as our version of post-credits
62) to listen to all the philosophy I speak when high
63) to live equally screwed up lives - more or less
64) to keep blocking and unblocking me on whatsapp and facebook – the guys don’t do that
65) to copy and match profile pictures
66) to say that my love story is a great one and worthy of being written about
67) to get me the perfect, textured, little black book for my collection
68) to bake me whatever whenever
69) to share the table at my first craft sale
70) to forgive me and reconcile when I royally screwed up our relationship in public
71) to be the English Nazi making my words sound…..nicer? Ya, I'm still working on my vocab
72) to end up lost with me in random places in Bahrain & even Saudi!
73) to play giant sized snakes & ladders with me at the National Library (yeah, adults generally don't do that)
74) to dress me up and celebrate my ex-bf's birthday just so that I would smile again
75) to make me the most pretty looking lady fighting suicidal depression. Going upto my shrink and saying, "Doc, is my lipstick smudged?" was simply epic!
76) for thinking of hiding me in the boot of the car, to make sure I wouldnt get raped, in a hypothetical situation! - yes darling, it's the thought that counts (sorry Allan, she would save me over you anyday)
77) for being there for me at times when even my family didn't care
78) to make plans of living together with - that was a simply perfect plan (too good to be true I guess)
79) to convince me that the Japan guy isn't all that great and I deserve better
80) for rejecting a well deserving job offer, just coz I didn't get my interview call by then. I really don't know what to say to that; but I'm sure no guy would ever do that for me.
81) for continuing to believe in me and keep telling me that I'm brilliantly talented, even when I dropped out of college not knowing what to do in life
82) to promise me that we'll be looked up at some day and its going to be "us" and not just her. I really believe in her efforts, much more than I believe in myself.
83) for telling me the the only minus point is that I was born with a diamond studded gold spoon in my mouth
84) for giving me a detailed, honest analysis of my character and letting me know "what's my version of me?", when I finally got back to normalcy (I couldn't trust anybody else to give me that with such clarity)
85) to listen to my well written, terribly recited, Malayalam poetry, when I'm high
86) to have our own definition of "forever" - 'until Trump marries Michelle Obama'
87) to finish off the 100ml of alcohol that I sneaked into school, coz I ended up spitting out the very first sip I tasted (seriously, why do people drink that thing?)
88) to get me closure in my last [read as 'only'] relationship (although I hate(d) her for speaking for me without consent, it turned out to be for good in the long run)
89) to tell me, prove to me and make me realize I deserve better, every single time
90) to be my voice in socially awkward [read as 'all'] situations in the last 4 years
91) to be Monica (OCD, independent, world’s best chef, worked really hard to get that thin and wants to keep it that way, etc) to my Chandler (socially awkward, sarcastic, one single annoying yet recurring relationship / forever single, romantic otherwise, messed up childhood) – literally!
92) for showing me that I could actually fit into someone else’s [her] family
93) for telling me that I’m the best motivational speaker ever [Simon may beg to differ]; despite the fact that I did it only during that one phase in life. Hearing that from Bahrain’s best speaker – priceless!
94) to watch Padmavat – first day, first show, just to see a Rajput get imprisoned, stabbed and killed. We could spend the entire three hours just watching those scenes on loop! Oh and we took our moms too to share the moment.
95) to talk while working so that it’s productive (Oh no, we don’t talk to each other, we just sit together and talk to ourselves)
96) for instilling in me the fact that nothing is more important than my self-respect and self-esteem (Yes, I know there’s still a lot more to work on that)
97) for turning her head to the car next to mine and smiling to make way for me (Nope, can’t use a guy’s face for that - tried and tested)
98) for telling a guy that I'm better than him in bed
99) for fighting like crazy for the silliest or sometimes the most emotionally wrecking, soul crushing reasons; and then getting back together just coz we’re meant to be!
100) for saving my number as ‘Miss Mine’ and ‘Bitch Please’ and ‘Wifey’ and everything else possible, on her phone (My name in her contact list changes more often than my profile picture, anywhere!)
101) to be the only person worthy of actually going on my knees for.
Now there’ll be some 2 things on this list that offended her. She’ll forget about the other 99, cling onto those 2, stop talking to me and wouldn’t even tell me what I did wrong. But again, a few weeks later, she’ll get back to me, tell me what happened – maybe, or just start from where we left off, as if none of this ever happened; coz at the end of the day, we’re meant to be together. The relationship we share is so special that we only have each other that way. Irreplaceable.
P. S. And for the record, a million guys would go on their knees for her but she would only go down for me.💍She would get me flowers, take me out on dates, do all those very romantic little things to make me feel super special... not that I haven't had guys doing that for me, but not one person has done it all. She's given me my fairytale. Cheers to so many more years of togetherness!
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