She wiped the tears from her eyes. She had been laughing so hard, the tears had been rolling down for the past 30 minutes.
She knew her cheeks had turned pink and they hurt(!!), her hair was a mess and there had been moments when she gasped for air. She picked up the bottle of water from the kitchen. Standing in the doorway, she looked at all of them lying around the room.
One was on the floor, rolling over with laughter. The rest were sprawled all over the room. They were snapping up each others’ sentences in between hysterical giggles. She had no idea what the latest joke was but she laughed along – she couldnt help herself. Standing there in the corner, she felt a wave of contentment wash over her right down to her toes. Over the past year, she had shared countless moments like these with them. They had laughed together, gotten smashed and danced through the night together, bitched the life out of certain people together. At times, in a presentation at work or while buying veggies at the market, the outrageous conversations would fly into her head. She would have a devil of a time controlling her facial expressions! The urge to let out a giggle then is always so overwhelming.
She remembered how she had hated the move to this city in the start. She wasnt sure then how long she would survive here. Meeting these women had changed all that. It wasnt just about the fun times now…….they had seen a lot in the past year together – new jobs, promotions, entry/exit of boys(and girls), marriages….even created a whole new language of their own! Smiling at herself, she knew they each had their quirks. One didnt like hugs while the other could hug for a living. One could curse (or gesture) better than the rednecks while the other was a bit of prude. One could guzzle down drinks after drinks while the other wasnt quite herself after a sip. They had still managed to find something in common and stick it out.
Looking at them now, she realised she was rather excited about what the next year would bring.