Suprita and I

"Ekta Khetan, I am going to give you a tight slap. Pl do not disturb me and let me sleep".

Well, that was my friend cum roommate Suprita, who was a few years senior to me but always behaved a lot more wild, a lot more younger, and a lot more time khadus, as she sounded in the above statement.

Well, what did I do to her to get a statement like that? Well nothing. In fact, a few years back, I was counselling her and making her feel better. It was barely a few months that we moved together in that room and barely a few hours from then that we stopped seeing each other eye to eye, and the rest is our story, a short story.

Suprita was all things nice, sweet, except in the moment it came to me. Yes, my name was good enough to enrage her and make her do things which, if I see now, look pretty silly, but yes, what a love without up and down and what a friendship without fights.

We realised it much later [rather she that how good a roomie I was ;)] when we changed our roommates. She left my room and moved into the next room [the room has a totem that all inhabitants get married soon] with another girl who was a good friend of both of us, and of cours,e a common gossip point between us earlier ;)

Irrespective of our differences, it was fun to be together
There were plenty of good moments that we spent together...some being shopping together, some being gossiping, some were the moments where I counselled her on relationships and happiness, some moments I sat baby face asking her to help me make a decision whether to move to Pune or Bangalore. Lolz, the last two took some time, but helped us bridge a gap between us.

This midnight movie watching pic was taken on B'day, another "facial" test day
when we mixed a bowl full of fruits with honey & spent hours in front of to mirror
to glow it up. #WasteofTime

When Opposite made friends

No matter how much we fought with each other, we were always around at the time of each other's needs. A lot of times, I felt she was quite insensitive towards me, and a lot of times, I felt like giving her a mouthful back, but together, when I see, I think each memory is unique.

Since we shared the same room and our beds were adjacent to each other, we would often get up in the middle of the night and start chatting. When we are not chatting, we are busy ignoring each other or fighting. When we do nothing, we sit in a group and crack jokes. Ah! How sweet of us to not let the crack between us remain hidden. You thought I would reveal? Nah

Ok, Dove and Indiblogger asked about the best incident. It was one summer when we, too, were home alone. Spoiler alert- nothing sensational but mere "girl talk". Ok, so that was the onset of summer 2006. It was scorching hot in Hyderabad and we were contemplating high to whether to buy a cooler or rent it, all this while sitting in another girl's room who was away for a few days and enjoying the cool air from her cooler. hee hee

It was then that we realised that the discussion is not leading anywhere and we may pick a fight soon...Nahhiiii. We instead picked up the latest issue of Vogue or Elle, something...well, now I remember, it was "Good housekeeping" and thought of trying 'sugar scrub" to relax our chapped skin and rejuvenate it with a "natural scrub". We diligently followed the simplest instruction, which spelt- mix sugar with lemon and rub it on ur cleansed skin.

Whoa! That's so simple and cheap. We soon brought a bowl of sugar and a couple of lemons [U see, when life throws you a lemon, squeeze in sugar and make lemon-sugar scrub ;)] we halved the lemons, rinsed the juice with sugar, mixed the paste and started applying a generous amount of our "home-made" discovery on our arms, face, neck and feet. It felt a little awkward at the beginning, but we gave the new process and "healing is not simple" a benefit of the doubt and continued with our freaky self spa for a  few more minutes till we ensured that none of us left a single drop of scrub in the bowl and all of it copiously applied on our much-deserved bodies. A few minutes later, our skin started itching, stretching, and all things unpleasant, uncomfortable, and we realised something was not right, but too late, and we rushed to the washrooms to wash it off on a "me first, me first" basis. Thank God that day she chose to use another one and man! It took us half an hour or more to wash that thing outta our body, face. It was an experience "main na bhoolongi".

The scrub-mare [female cousin of night mare] didn't end there, and I found red rashes all around my body. I looked at Suprita, who admonished that thought, saying I applied more than her and hence the syndrome., Well, no, I didn't argue either as-

1) No point arguing what went wrong until you set things right

2) I can never win with her

3) She thinks point no 2 is otherwise.

I was using a lemon-based soap at that time and guessed that what I needed now is a touch of calmness, cream on my skin, and I chose to open my almirah and take out my special soap with 1/4 milk cream and took a bath using it.

My itching sensation was somewhat better, but I was amused to find Suprita rubbing her skin furtively to combat the itch. It is very difficult to part with your new, expensive soap [I hardly earned that time], but I offered her to use it.  Since the advice was coming from me, it was obvious she decided to ignore but soon she gave in and agreed to use it only partially to compare the impact of it with her special celebrity "flux" soap. Your skin, your wish. What goes on my papa or Uncle Sam?

It took us 2-3 days to overcome the redness and itchy flakes in our skin. We told our friends, neighbours and flatmate that it was one of our outings in the harsh sun that caused us that trouble. The mutually agreed excuse may not have helped us much, as we soon told our funny sugar scrub saga. The only good thing that happened was that Suprita gave in to my request of hiring a desert cooler for our room, and I had momentary relief from the heat those summer. [Oh, how we fought over the direction of cooler wings is a different big post altogether, let's save it for another day. If you like this post, make me win..lolz..and I will narrate it further in Dove Indiblogger "Guessing game with friends" contest part 2 ;)]

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