Girl talk is sheer therapy

I love my girlfriends. We bitch. We talk. We laugh loudly. We sniff a few tears once in a while. We drink coffee. Eat. Crib of lack of men (ofcourse). Obsess about my weight. (yup mine only!) Check out other women… Balantly scrutinise them … and then talk really loudly about them. We shamelessly sit in coffee houses for hours and yap and yap

Met two of my dear girly friends at Khan Market, Cafe Coffee Day. They are adorable … One is the sensible chic who knows everything. Makes most of the right decisions. Knows everyone and is the one most likely to fall in love bollywood style and marry in a week of knowing a guy. The other darling is a crazy ex model … who just cant seem to get over her boss … she keeps loving him and he keeps remaining married…. She is full on… on confidence and attitude … and i absolutely love her sense of live life king size

We met after a long time today and with 2 hours of constant yap yap … I was more than ready to take the world with arms wide open…

Every problem that I had was too trivial … I was never at fault … I had always done the right thing … I had completely given it my best shot … I had done more than my share … I was an adorable girl … just wrong place wrong time….

 I was at a safe place … It was a girl place … It was nice … warm … caring …. and felt like that shower that you take after a crazy day of sweating

It was my refreshing dose … that will keep me going for a while … untill we meet again … to do our same thing …. Love u girls !!