- My feet are the most badly maintained part of my body. I do absolutely nothing to care for them other than the monthly pedicure. I walk around barefoot whenever at home and at office sometimes as well. So I have to say that my feet look pretty gross at end of the day. I’m also really lazy about moisturising and while the rest of me kind of survives, my feet really show the effects of this with lots of dry, scaly skin till I finally can’t stand it and drag my lazy bum over to the salon for the much needed pedicure. Add to that the fact that I never bother to remove the nail polish between pedicures, chipped nail paint adds to this pretty picture.
- The other thing I am not as prompt with is the whole waxing thing – what with the need to spend every free moment with Ayaan, trips to the beauty parlour are not easily justified. I normally try to co-ordinate them with his naps on weekends but it doesn’t always work out. So in my wardrobe, I have actually divided my clothes into piles depending on how much skin they show. So the tops are divided into full sleeved, half sleeved and sleeveless. The bottoms are similarly divided into three piles of trousers, capris and skirts/ shorts. So if you see me all covered up in trousers with a full-sleeved shirt, you should know that a trip to the beauty parlour is much overdue.
- I hate brushing my teeth. Till now, brushing once a day was all that I could bring myself to do. But I am trying really hard to turn over a new leaf, given that I want Ayaan to brush at night and soon he will be old enough to notice whether his parents practice as they preach.
- I secretly enjoy cheesy novels of the Mills and Boon variety. I hate to admit it, you would rarely see me reading one of these when I am in public and they are not exactly showcased on my bookshelf. The only time I completely gave into this urge was when I was pregnant. Yes – most pregnant women crave some kind of food, my hormones demanded a heavy dose of romantic trash.
- I love my meat. My meat-eating occasions at home have become limited with Jai trying to be vegetarian but when I go out, I will only choose from the non-vegetarian options on the menu. Given a choice, I prefer stuff with bones in it (boneless curries are for wimps!) and love the whole experience of making sure that there is not a morsel of edible meat left on the bone.
- I hate lending my books, because most of the time they never come back to me. I have never actually refused to lend a book to anyone who asked but I wish they wouldn’t ask. I keep my favourite books (the ones I am sure to read again) in the back of the bookshelf, where only the most enthusiastic borrow is likely to find them.
- I am quite a bit taller than the average Indian woman and for a long time (read: my teenage years), this really bothered me to the extent that I would only wear completely flat shoes. Over time, I have come to accept and like my height and the long legs that come with it – having a really tall husband helped as well. While I do own some shoes with heels now, I am still more comfortable in flats.
- I am an obsessive ear-cleaner. I know you are supposed to only use those ear-buds to clean your outer ear but I risk possible eardrum damage and deafness by cleaning my inner ear as well. I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help it. I don’t feel entirely clean unless my ears are clean as well. I wonder what it says about me that I am lazy about brushing my teeth, which have a lot more visibility, but clean my ears out every single day that I can get my hands on an ear-bud.
- Motherhood notwithstanding, I love to party. But I happen to be married to a man (from Goa, mind you) with two left feet, zero tolerance for alcohol and an inability to function beyond 11 p.m. So I occasionally go clubbing with my friends after Ayaan is tucked in, leaving Jai to baby-sit the baby monitor.
Well, there you go. Guess away.