Growing up, I hated girls, I hated being one too. I just didn’t understand the fun in dressing up dolls. Usually I thought guys were better friends and they had so much more fun than girls.
But now that I have reached the stage where I actually dole out advice to my kid sister (what she does with it, I don’t know) I no longer feel the same.
Having a girlfriend is soothing coz she knows you, can empathize with you as she herself has survived your battles. As a teen she understood perfectly well when you revealed your first crush, you tried out new remedies to solve your pimple woes, you lamented when you couldn’t get the stupid mathematics right, you tried to figure out the first adult joke you heard & weren’t sure it meant what you thought it did, you couldn’t decide what you wanted to be when you supposedly grew up.
And now when you have finally grown up, she is still the first one to pull out the highest heels when you want to go dancing, she still wrestles you with the pillows and waits patiently with you till you find your perfect dress, that is when she is not searching other stuff and egging you to try it on. She bails you out when you are literally broke and cheers you up when you’re heart broken.
You can crib all you want about how crappy your job is, what a jerk your guy is, how difficult your family is, how overloaded your weight is or plain how bad the world is and she’ll comfort you the same without being moralistic or judgmental about you. She will join you for all your disastrous ventures irrespective of the consequences, be it something as plain as painting 10 nails in 10 colors or as overwhelming as visiting a rumoured haunted woods in the middle of the night…the same way she once joined you in sneaking the tiny cigarette and ended up puffing and coughing.
She will tell you plainly when you act like a bitch, watch your back when you are too busy to do it on your own and won’t even mind kicking your ass when you lose your head as she loves you for being you, not restricted by rules and she firmly believes it’s her right to expect the same of you.
And then when you sit reminiscing your days, she will hug you hard because heaven knows she can’t do without you either.