The Golden Girls...

For those who witnessed the entry of Cable TV in our country would surely be able to relate to the heading of this post. 'The Golden Girls' was one of my favourite shows in those early years of cable TV.

The show centred around four senior women who live as a family. Their witty repartees, dry sarcasm, love lives, charity work held us with rapt attention week after week. Here were four women who were distinctively different from each other. But the one binding factor was the love each shared for the other.

These four women remind me of the 'four of us'. That's my sis D and me and AC and RC who are also sisters. The four of us are so distinctively different from each other but yes the love and affection we have for one other is all surpassing.

AC: Who thinks family should not talk sex. It embarrasses her beyond anything. She still likes to believe that the stork literally delivered her to her parents doorstep. 'Family is asexual' is her favourite line. AC suffers from a serious disease called OCD. If she finds a speck of dirt in her house you will surely find frenzied spring cleaning happening for the next fortnight! The dishes are done even before the cooking is over, plates are cleared even before dinner is over, her plants are her babies, she talks to them, dusts them and shields them from sun, wind and rain! The bed is always made and one wonders if she ever sleeps on them for fear of the covers getting rumpled. Pillows are never dented so one wonders if she ever uses them. Her cupboard is always clean and tidy, her CD's always labelled and stacked. Her books have her name always written on page 55 (an idea I stole from her). She loves stiff upper lipped Brit humour and turns her nose down on slapstick comedy. She's all la-de-dah when the situation demands and can be crowned the high-priestess of abuses too. She is not a clothes horse. And has few demands in life. But she would dig a hole and bury herself if she didn't have a good phone and a to-die-for music system. She is loved by many and hated by none! I have known her for over 15 years now and we may not speak often but when we are together it just feels natural and like the good old times.

Good old D: When is she laughs its always loud and full hearted. Never artificial like how she says I laugh. If she loves you she'd die for you but if she hates you she would wish that you die! Loves to cook: not your plain Jane cooking but cooking like a sous chef. She loves her clothes and has a sense of style that we all look up to. And how much ever we love to deny it one that we ape. I love to go shopping with her: she thinks it for the company but I have to admit its for her sense of style. Her anger we fear and her love we crave for. She is the best advisor and agony aunt amongst us. All of us turn to her for advise. We hate her over-analytical self but love her for her honesty. She's probably the most enthusiastic among the lot. And sometimes its her energy that keep us all going.

RC: The sexiest doc I have ever met. Most of her patients I am sure feign illness just to visit her! Technology confuses her just as much as 'medicine' enthralls her. She loves her space and her time. Yet like all of us she wants to be emotionally anchored too. Probably the most dedicated to her job amongst us all. She loves drama in her life and hates it when things are going fine. Her most admirable quality is that she accepts her drawbacks without even batting an eyelid. She herself is most of the time the butt of all her jokes. Her dimpled smile can melt hearts. She is a volatile mix of Madhubala'ish beauty and 'Basanti'ish' lingo!

Then of course there is me. But I'll leave the stuff about me out of this.

The four of us had a lovely time the gone weekend. Over some alcohol, great retro music, some Italian food and a bond that can even put 'The Golden Girls' to shame.

I love you guys and you all keep me going!