There are a very few things which I truly adore in life and on top of this list are my nails. (Note: I m talking about things and not people, so there.) Well for a larger part of my life, I believed that I had ugly hands. Actually not ugly hands, I have beautiful long fingers but for some reason God decided to give me unusually small nail beds, in turn I had these small nails which could neither be grown long nor left to what they were. I somehow managed with ugly nails all through my school and college life but when I came to Mumbai and started working I became more conscious about my appearance and then I realized that well groomed nails are a must for one’s professional growth(my belief).
About 2 years ago, at the behest of my then boyfriend (who thought my nails were horrible and he got manicures done every week); I started to get my nails “done’. This means getting them lengthened and strengthened with all sorts of fake gels and acrylic nail-tips. Though Jojo (my roommate) was not too sure about this idea but as she always does, she encouraged me. And now I have the most beautiful nails in the world, they are square in shape just like Kareena’s, no not really like Kareena’s because her nails are way too square and sometimes remind me of all those girls in porn films with square nails and French manicures, mine are a little rounder in shape, but not too round also because that makes them look natural which is not cool.
The best part of having fake nails is, people now notice my hands more than my ever growing tummy. In a way this is my style of getting peoples’ attention off my fatness (I know I am smart. He he). I am confident and dynamic person altogether when I have my fake nails on. I try and gesticulate more with my hands even when not required I take pen and paper and start taking notes in the not-so-fruitful channel meetings and there has not been a single meeting by far where I have not been complemented on my nails. I am so proud of them.
I am utterly dependent upon my nails now without them I feel like a lost puppy or more like Jai without Veeru, I feel naked and powerless. Whenever I have an important meeting or a party or for that matter even a job interview the first thing I do is get my nails filled because grey hair don’t matter to me actually they make me look matured and intelligent but I seriously cannot afford a broken nail.
I always thought I was commitment phobic and before my marriage I met a friend of mine who is incidentally a psychologist I told her about my recurring dream of waking up, on my wedding day with all my nails broken, she was quite for some time then she told me in her deep psychologist voice, “You know Sneh, this is the first time in my life I have heard about someone dreaming about their nails, you seriously are in trouble I shall refer you to a senior doctor.” I was shocked for a moment and I seriously started thinking that I am loosing it but then I saw at her fingers curled on her coffee mug and that very moment I understood this girl will never understand what it means to lose a nail which you have grown with so much love and care, because she had the worst nails I ever saw. I always knew she was a nerd but this little observation confirmed my doubt. I don’t think I should blame her, earlier when I was a tom-boy (a fact hard to digest) I used to laugh at the girly girls who considered breaking a nail as a disaster. But now I totally understand their plight, it is as bad as bald patch on your head.
I never in my life had a chance to buy nail paints and apply them, though my elder sister had this fancy collection of nail colors and used to change her nail paint every week , I seriously thought that she needed medical help for her condition of obsessive love for her nails, but believe you me I was wrong. Trust me there is an orgasmic pleasure in grooming your nails. Now I have a unique made-to-order nail paint kit which I got made last year before my marriage it’s a golden round kit and it holds all the stuff one needs for nail grooming like nail cutter, cuticle remover, nail paint removers and all my lovely colors ranging from “femme fatale red” to the glittery ones from clear coats to opalescents, my personal all time favorite is a clean French manicure but I also apply some more shades depending upon my mood and the weekly horoscope. Rahul too has contributed to my nail passion; he was the one who paid for the custom made nail paint kit and also for all the things inside that kit. Well what can I say, he is one supportive husband.
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Sneh
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