Hey, here I am once again with my weird overthinking brain and the stories I write on small things....

I won't bore you people let's start with what I felt and thought today......

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She is talking to her friends on a group call. All talking about random sh*t. (Yep, you guessed it, typical girls talk.)

While talking, they got an idea: " Hey, let's all meet up; it has been a long time since we have all met together."

All agreed," Yep, we will all be there during this November."

They're all girls, so they'd go shopping if they were going out.

Everyone started discussing if they needed or wanted to buy anything for any upcoming festivities or weddings; if so, the shopping would be done the day they met up.

They'd be able to have a fantastic time together while also helping each other shop.

Because they were all attending one or more functions, all agreed.

To buy all the things they needed to decide and make a list of what they were going to buy, while they were discussing what to buy and what not, she noticed...

She noticed they were all different-so damn different.

Like, when they were talking about the makeup stuff," she was clear that she doesn't like makeup stuff; one of them was with her, but the rest of them love it.

She loves Kajal, though; well, that's the only thing she uses.

One of them hates Kajal and loves everything else.

The other one just puts lip tint, cheek tint, eyeshadow, and sometimes kajal on and is done.

While two are obsessed with makeup, they even put on eyelashes and all, almost every day.

Now that they had decided on makeup, it was time to discuss clothes.

Huh, every group she guessed has a fashionista who wears all types of clothes; her group has one too.

While one just knows what's trending, if something's out of fashion, it's out of her wardrobe.

There is one who always wears a traditional dress when out of her house.

While our "She" wears traditional clothes and the ones she finds comfortable enough for herself, no matter what, whether she's at home or out,

3-4, including her, don't give a hit about how they look or what people might think; if they are comfortable, that's done then.

There is no room for short or tight clothes.

She noticed some of them had long nails; some grew but didn't know how to keep them, while others didn't like growing nails.

Well, she is clumsy as fuc. (Ha, you thought I was going to curse, right? No, I am a very good kid.

(I don't use bad words, not until it's necessary to do so.)

Well, she doesn't curse either, and a few in the group do as well.

But the rest are Ph. D.s in using bad words.

She is clumsy, so she breaks her nails or gets them damaged.

They are all different-so damn different. (I told you no cursing.)

While thinking about all this, she realized.....

Friendship is like the rainbow; a group of friends is like the rainbow; all unique shades create parts of the rainbow, just like everyone continues to be together.

Friends help each other, even if they occasionally create problems for each other.

Friends make fun of one another, yet they also make each other laugh under the worst of circumstances.

Friends might argue with one another, but they will never stop fighting for one another.

They're all different hues, but they're all together.

That's the short one for today.

Now, have you all ever had such thoughts?
What type of girl are you?
Are you the one who has long nails for the whole year?
If yes, then pls do tell me how you keep them, mine break.

Do you believe that friends are all together a rainbow?

Most of all, do you all curse?

Whatever type of girl you are, even for boys, it doesn't matter if you love your mom more or your dad; if you prefer pink or black, all that matters is that you are a good soul.

I adore the way you are. I love you exactly as you are; don't change.

Love you all.
And I will always be by your side.
Bye-bye.
Have a successful career.