I don't have eyebrows anymore!

I  don’t have eyebrows any more.

I have a unibrow... one thick UNIBROW. I have not had a manicure or a pedicure in 6 months and I can’t remember the last time I went out in a cut sleeve for I have not waxed my arms in a rather long time. You think I’d be disgusted with myself? But on the contrary, I am happy and much at peace.

You know that feeling- right before you are about to step on a weighing machine- the feeling of anticipation that scares the crap out of you!
Well, even though I am not sure as to how exactly it happened but I am proud to announce that I have reached that point in life where WEIGHING MACHINES DON’T SCARE ME anymore,  I am a hearty 63 kgs at present and I am not one bit worried. I still do Yoga and am planning to join swimming next month but I am in no rush at all to shed the extra kgs

Recently, I was in Delhi for about three hours- I went to Sarojini Nagar – Picked up an entire summer wardrobe for a sum that would have only accounted for a single pair of jeans in the past- but it felt good to know that I did not spend the last one of my pennies on something as meaningless as clothes- because I have no shame in admitting that I am a classic case of Wardrobe-is-full-but-nothing-to-wear. It was good to know that I did not have to tell myself to stop – it just happened automatically- I went, I shopped and I left-  In the end I did not have to sullenly drag myself out of an expensive store just because I knew that there was no way that I could afford those Jimmy Choos . I just knew that it was time to leave and cater to other things- things far more significant and connected to the real world. Not once, did I wish to shop more and shopping was something that I never got tired of.
I remember going hungry to bed for three nights straight in my hostel once because I had spent all the money that I had on a dress that I have not worn more than three times in last 5 years.

When I went for a haircut a couple of days ago- all I did was to surrender myself to my hair dresser- not a single suggestion, doubt or question from my side and no exaggeration but I saw a look of sheer disbelief in his eyes. This guy has been doing my hair for past four years now – and he has seen me pay more attention to my hair than to my bank statement – I used to drive him insane with so many suggestions that everytime I took an appointment they kept half an hour extra for my never ending suggestions- to say the least, he was simply shocked to see my humble submission.
‘You are the best judge ya,’ I said, sinking in the chair, ‘do whatever you please – Just make sure it’s nothing fancy.’
And there fell his jaw!

I have an outdated phone, a not so fancy laptop, a basic camera (and mind you, these were all top notch models when I bought them first) but I just don’t see the point in updating any of these things because they are serving my purpose just fine and I don't see what's the point in getting involved in that rat race for gadgets.

I have reached a point where these things have started seeming so superficial to me that I’d rather sit home – read, write, eat something sensible, go to bed at a decent hour and wake up at a reasonable time.

I am finally in that place in my life where I can easily focus my attention on things which actually matter. I have been exploring this other side of me – a side that I wasn’t even aware, existed. You know  they say that at times you reach a point when you start to appreciate things on another level – only I never knew that I had another level.

Far from meaningless vanity, I have realised once and for all that not everything has to boil down to a 26 inch waist and 47 kgs weight- to 450 likes/picture-  or to an ex who once broke your heart -to a fancy party in a club-  to how you dress- or who you impress..

Life has sooooooo much more to offer – if only you’d open up to it!

Hell, I am twenty five – and life just got freaking awesome!