When I have a Downie, I eat a Brownie.

Cab Driver *immediately chewing me out* - Madam yahin dikha rha hai aapka drop location. (Madam, this is where it is showing as your drop location."

I gave a stern look at my driver and opened my cab door. On usual days I would have fought with the driver, but that day was one of its own. I had a hard day trying to convince my boss about the new campaign idea. Afterwards, I just sent him the presentation and left for home.

Everybody has bad days; mine were merely on back to back days. Beginning from searching for work to altering the feeling that college was over, I used to be overwhelmed with useless emotions. Finally, strolling between the Ice cream shops and tootling in my psyche with the heavy thoughts of being alone for the weekend, I pushed the lift's button.

There, I was welcomed with a sticky note saying "Surprise for you in the fridge!".

For a moment I thought it must be some mean joke been played on me again because that's what every guy friend does to their girl-friend. (Yes, I used to live with my 3 Guy Best FRIENDS. That block letter word should give a good understanding. ) At least that's what I have faced since the time I started hanging out with the idiot best friends of mine. But keeping a bit of faith, I went to unlock the curiosity that I had built up in just 30 seconds.

There it was!

Chocolate brownie from my favorite place-InnerChef.

Suddenly everything was great. Not inflating my love for brownies, but apart from that, that very instant I cleared out all my work related stresses, stresses over my life, about my idiotic heartbreaks and had a grin all over. I was barely able to hold a thought in my head, which implied I left every one of my stresses for good. Growing up, I always adored gifts. Being wrapped up in sparkling paper there used to be a toy or a great dress, and I used to be the happiest person on the planet. With time the toy became books and the dress became shopping vouchers. However, in any case, the prospect of being gifted anything by anybody made me always feel a tad special. Now, I get that the most meaningful presents may not come wrapped in shiny paper or frilly ribbons. Sometimes it just takes a sweet gesture from a friend to have a ka-boom in your heart.

For most of my life, I've been a woman with male closest friends. I don't imply that in some gross, off-putting "I don't coexist with other ladies since I am far excessively attractive" sort of way. Be that as it may, for reasons unknown, I've regularly dependably had all the more close male friends. And, it's had been astounding to have male best friends with whom you can share anything. Though sometimes we are so crazy in front of our friends that we forget to show them how much they mean to us.

Little surprises like these influence us to feel that we are also important, not that it is extremely a must that you friend needs to gift you something or surprise you with food.

But, after all, I have always preferred being a girl, standing in front of the fridge, taking a bite of my favorite brownie.