Day 4: My Closest Friend (s)

I’m not the kind of person who makes friends easily. I’m socially awkward, have trust issues and generally not the one to warm up to random people. But I have been lucky enough to find friends in the most unlikeliest places… friends with whom I’ve shared my deepest, darkest secrets, my fears, insecurities… who have listen to me rant, who have supported my crazy decisions and then stood by me when I was on my knees picking up broken pieces of my messed up life. Yes, when it comes to good friends, I’ve been very lucky.

Today, I’m just going to write about ‘one’ such friend. (I literally picked up chits to decide whom to write about.)

Milan I’ve known Milan for – omg! – close to a decade now. She was one of my roomies (we were four girls) back when I was an undergrad student. I remember the first time I moved into the tiny room… we spent the first night quizzing each other about our likes and dislikes. Later, I wrote in my journal “My roomies are really sweet though. Not bitchy or difficult to get along with… but I’m sure we’ll never be ‘best friends’, know what I mean?”

I have never been so wrong about anything in my life and for this, I’m glad. We turned out to be more than just ‘best friends’. And I’m happy to say that even today, Milan’s one of my closest friends.

We shouldn’t even be friends, actually. Milan loves Shah Rukh Khan and watching Hindi movies while I prefer Almodovar or Wong Kar-wai (and ahem, totally despise SRK). She enjoys music from old Hindi films and I’m more of a metal-head. She loves cricket and her favourite player is Dhoni while I’d pick football and Iniesta over the former any day.

But somehow we found a balance in our friendship. I used to tag along with her to watch Bollywood movies, rolling my eyes and tut-tutting throughout and she’d accompany me to watch Harry Potter. She made me listen to, and then fall in love with, Hum Bewafa and I introduced her to Lighthouse.

We love dogs and if given the chance, would leave everything behind to simply travel the world. We both love Love Actually and still faithfully watch Grey’s Anatomy. But most importantly, she’s always there when I need her. She listens without judging. And believes in my dreams, even when I don’t.

Milan, thanks for everything. You’re a star!


Random Top 20 Highs

1. When your last meeting/appointment with a client just before the weekend’s about to kick in, gets cancelled. (Awesome! The weekend starts a whole hour early.)

2. Entering your home after a hard day’s work to be greeted by an enthusiastic and overly affectionate pet.

3. When your iPod magically predicts your mood and plays your favourite song (when it’s on shuffle mode).

4. When a dress you’ve secretly been coveting gets it’s price slashed.

5. Re-discovering your favourite band.

6. Successfully separating the yolk from the white.

7. Reading old journal entries, laughing and thinking, “I can’t believe I actually wrote that!”

8. Making an accurate medical diagnosis solely based on your Grey’s Anatomy watching experience (hehe!).

9. Watching your favourite childhood TV shows (TMNT & Duck Tales specifically).

10. Unexpectedly winning a round at Tekken just by pushing some random buttons on the controller.

11. Getting a strike (in bowling).

12. When the shampoo & conditioner get over simultaneously.

13. When your favourite football club wins the Champions League.

14. Watching your favourite band perform live.

15. Driving around with my girlfriends, listening to our favourite songs and singing at the top of our lungs.

16. When you wake up with awesome hair.

17. Hearing someone speak with a Glaswegian accent.

18. When you drink water and it’s at the perfect temperature… soothingly cool.

19. When you wake up in the morning just to realise it’s the weekend.

20. Laughing about silly stuff with your folks.

Drunken Theories

Over the years, my various best friends and I have spent many (inebriated) nights discussing ‘deep’ stuff… existentialism, Mayan history, men (haha), Functional dichotomy of neutral and acidic sphingomyelinases in tumour necrosis factor signalling – OK, I just kind of threw the last one in to see if you were really paying attention ;) (If you’re more interested in reading that though, it’s available on Science Direct: Cell, Volume 78, Issue 6, 23 September 1994, Pages 1005-1015)

Anyway, moving on… although we tend to discuss the ‘serious’ topics mostly when we are more-than-just-a-little tipsy, there have been plenty of times when we’ve just talked about silly stuff and spent hours laughing/giggling over apparently nothing. But my favourite moments from these (seemingly) inconsequential conversations are the times when people come up with quirky theories … some of them funny, some ridiculously random… but all worthy of a blog post!

So here goes:

Survival of the fittest: The real reason why babies are so cute

Now most people find babies cute, right? My friend Ping came up with an excellent theory as to why. Her theory’s simple: if babies were ugly no one would clean their poop. Genius! Babies can’t talk. Puke & poop at every possible opportunity. Cry. And are a gigantic drain on your finances. Why would anyone in their right mind even want one?!? Because they’re effing cute, that’s why! Clever little snots. If you think N Korea is planning world domination, you’re wrong. It’s them babies.

Faghag’s way outta marriage (sorta)

This one’s a gem (thanks S!). If you’re a woman in her 20s, chances are everyone’s been talking about getting you married. Not ready for commitment? Don’t want to be tied down to one guy for the rest of your life? Marry your best guy friend – you know, the one who’s gay! He doesn’t have to come out to his (ever so judgemental) family. You don’t have to ‘settle’ for some random, boring investment banker your parents pick out for you. Win-win. You’re welcome.

Quest for a ‘Soul Mate’

On a slightly more serious note: How often have we talked about soul mates and finding “The One”? Too many times to count. According to my close friend V, instead of looking for a best friend, a lover, someone on the same intellectual level, someone you can talk to anytime, someone to share your troubles, etc. in ONE single person, we can have them [the qualities] in two or three people. So instead of finding one person who checks of all the boxes on your perfect-guy list, find someone who checks the really important ones. This works smashingly if both the guy and girl give each other enough time to build friendships outside the relationship.

I could give you a few more… but let’s not make the first post too long, eh?

Hasta Mañana!