My Weird Obsession

Certain numbers, lipsticks, food, video games, Netflix, either this or that, we all have our bizarre habits, random hobbies and crazy obsessions. Many would deny it. Some keep it secret out of embarrassment. Some feel comfortable to share it with others. I don’t know what and all I’m obsessed with, but I have one crazy unexplainable obsession right from my childhood till this day. I will share what it is and how I’m dealing with it.

My mom told me I would cry for bathing as a toddler. I don’t remember those days. When I search in my memory’s database, I don’t hate bathing or anything close to that. On contrary, I love taking long showers. Long duration showers are not my obsession. I have inherited it from my dad. Some take quick showers. Not me. Do that count in obsession? Even if it does, it ain’t crazy.

Some love soaps. My mom had an idea that I loved soaps and I’m mad about them. She could have concluded it. There is nothing wrong with her suspicion. I’m the sole reason for her doubts. Don’t judge me. I have never bugged her to buy different soaps and stocked in my closet and stared at it. I’m not that weird, but still I’m. She had bought many soaps for me. Yes, I meant the quantity.

One week, one soap bar is my obsession according to my mom. My soap bar will vanish within a week. Dear mom had the tough job of buying several soaps for me. She wondered what I will do with the soap. She got annoyed many times when I finish a soap under a week. One time she asked me if I’m playing with them by dipping it in water.

I haven’t answered the truth about what I do with soaps. She would’ve found it somehow. I guess she went into the store and checked with the store assistant to suggest a soap which is like a rock which won’t melt down with water soon. She found one soap and it would’ve given a relief sigh to her. Her clever find didn’t amuse me. It shattered my desire to quench the obsession.

More bubbles equals clean shower is my obsession. My mom’s treasure hunt Pears soap bar didn’t lather well with water. It was like a mountain rock and didn’t produce the rainbow orbs. Soap bubbles are my rainbow orbs and I love them a lot. Every shower is a bubble bath for me. This was the reason my soap vanished elusively like the Scarlet Pimpernel. I tried hard to make rainbow orbs out of the Pears, but failed. After that, I begged my mom to change the soap and there would be a battle in our home for it. Sometimes my mom would buy soaps, which would lather well. Most of the times Pears was her call.

Age doesn’t matter for obsessions, even today I’m obsessed with these soap bubbles. It is costly to buy more soaps for a month and it became an enormous overhead. How much ever I tried, I couldn’t put an end to my obsession. I was searching for a solution to fix this. It is when I found a golden ticket.

A brand Bodycology body wash solved my purpose, since then it became my lifesaver. Few drops of this body wash formed a tub full of bubbles. I landed in a dreamland of bubbles. My soul floated in happiness.

A surprising event happened in my entire life. 475 ml bottle of body wash lasted for three months. I was in total shock because this miracle happened. I am satisfied and my bills were under my budget.

Whatever obsession you have, if it doesn’t affect or hurt others, there is nothing you have to be embarrassed about. Feed the inner child in you. Be happy doing your craziest obsession.