She is this very Indian, poker face almost all the time kinda girl, who is in love with the idea of ethnic, her fashion is inspired by 60's (flower power), flip flops are her style statement, you might miss the nose but you cannot miss the nose pin, and she is totally chat paaprii ... And then there is me, I am a flasher... of sorts …. Only it’s my crooked teeth you will see flashing almost all the time. The rest of me is all about painting, Green tea, high heels, leather jackets, boy shorts, chick flicks, being a pseudo intellectual, Indian influenced by the west when it comes to fashion. Being here …. And there…. Enthusiastically engaged in animated conversation with all and sundry. I am supposed to be the “good cook” who loves wine and cheese…. and has cheese maggi for dinner 5 times a week.
With all odds against us Isha and I started working together and it wasn’t long before we became inseparable. It is rare to find a colleague who actually becomes a friend. We are together from 8 -4 and never has there been any competition in between us. It’s odd that we are almost like a couple ; ) we kind of complement each other. The things I am good at are the things she cannot do and vice versa…
I miss her when she is not around because I have no one to fool around with.. or give me big Gyaan on men aprove and disaprove of them and take her pick as well, or go on about our growing girth, and singing Hindi songs from Hamare Jawani ke din…
What we are- Is a Bunch of really connected artist who are not nosey about each other….. But just there for each other
And now I see myself running to work in sneakers and Isha trotting around in heels. We have grown onto each other. There is a little A in I and a little I in A
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