Even though most of you (that is if anyone is even reading this) will think it’s not something to be put on this list…But hey! Its MY list. And I get to choose the stupid stuff.
Yesterday my friend and I went for a fish pedicure. Now, I am not girly, and I have never done pedicures and manicures and any other type of cures which may exist in the dictionary of the fashionably groomed. But I had reasons. Friend’s wedding. Stuff on discount. Boredom. Really really ugly feet (thanks to my DNA and my incurable urge to keep dancing all the time).
When I say ‘fish pedicure’ I do mean FISH! *squirm*. Imagine some 50-60 little “toothless Garra Rufa” fishes attacking your feet. Before they did touch I was going “its one big mistake. I am not this person. Lets just get out of here before I lose my feet (or at least my dignity) ” in my head. Thanks to my friend I did sit through the whole thing. Very very ticklish. But fun otherwise.
The bonus was that Theobroma‘s was around the corner. And wherever there is New York style cheesecake.. I am there. Jaundice. Fit. Rain shine. Anytime. Theos!!! dream! Ok.. I am straying off the topic.
So I’ll put it in the list of 12 new things. Because I may not do it ever again. And it is a personal achievement. Because I have cried at least half-a-dozen times ( I can properly recall three of them right now) ‘just’ because someone had touched my feet. Yes, like the ‘shonar-kathi-rupor-kathi’ stories I think I have my life hidden and stored in my feet somewhere. So every time I hurt my feet/ touch it I have to jump! So it very well deserves to be included.
And yea!!! My feet look less like I borrowed them from some farmer and more like a normal human beings! 😀