Thursday, August 18, 2016

Facing a facial

The last time I went into a salon for something beyond a haircut was on the day of my wedding. I was literally bullied by my mum to get a facial done along with hair setting. The disaster that happened in the salon ensured that it would never happen again. Sadly lightning does strike at the same spot more than once.

This time I was bullied, cajoled and kind of marched to an unisex salon for my regular haircut and a facial. Now do not get me wrong but I am not a big fan of strange people doing funny things to my face and worse putting unknown concoctions on it. Married men will know that there are certain discussions that will have only one answer and it will be seldom your own. It seemed that I had black heads and they were an extremely bad thing and had to be removed. My query of a simple soap wash resulted in a very dirty look which meant that simple soap would not do for this face.

So after a decent haircut where I overheard some words between my wife and the cashier that sounded like chocolate, fruit and I wondered if they had a pastry shop inside. My wife accepted the charge and paid the bill and said that she would pick me up in some time and left the place.  I was taken to an inner room and made to lie down.  After a while the stylist came and applied something on my face, he used tissues to wipe it off. He repeated the process again and somewhere in between I smelt watermelon and realized the fruit part of it all. The process repeated at least few times and I was tempted to ask the stylist to replace the paper napkins with a towel, he was quite liberal and my guilt levels went up thinking of a poor tree somewhere that ended up on my face.

Then after some time I felt hot steam the best part of the entire exercise and then I felt the stylist trying to scrape my face off with a blunt instrument. Since my wife told me that this would happen earlier I let the stylist go about his work. I was still wondering if the same could not have been done with soap and tweezers but I let it go.

When I emerged with the new face or rather much scrubbed and apparently black head removed face I was surprised to see my wife with her classmate waiting for me! The classmate took a look at me and gave her approval saying that I looked good. Now, this made me wonder if the blackheads or the lack of them was the reason or were they trying to justify the process for a future outing?

Whatever be the reason it felt good to be pampered for a brief while but it typical fashion all the euphoria came down when I heard the cost of the fruit treatment.  My mind exploded with the possibilities of things that could have been accomplished with that money. Finally the clincher delivered by my wife “It may be your face, but it is I who see it. So...” sealed the deal.

P.S. Guys is there a better way for this black head thingy?

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

Of Iron woman, Olympics, sports and train heists...

(Disclaimer: After a long break I have used a style of some random incidents tied by a thin thread in a post again.  If you do not find any thread, then it is an unconnected random post.)

Irom Sharmila or the Iron Woman of Manipur is homeless and friendless now that she has decided to give up her fast of 16 years. Apparently the government which was force feeding her through that nasal tube is also no longer interested in looking after her.  For a lady who was deemed as an international icon it is shocking that she is now unwanted. Why did public opinion change so fast? Why can a lady who was selfless not choose to focus on herself? If she has conceded defeat in her fight is this the way losers are treated?

This constant focus on winning and disparaging the losers is now becoming the favourite armchair sport of the day especially since the Olympics is into its 5th day today. After all the expectations when we see India losing people are now trolling, abusing, mocking the Indian athletes, forgetting for a moment that they are still way better than the majority of the world for having qualified to go so far. Is not the Olympics all about the spirit of competition? These athletes who have qualified despite the abysmal facilities, horrible governing bodies and poor support systems make us proud every time they turn up on the field. There can be only 3 winners with the medals but every athlete or sportsperson is a winner the moment he / she steps into the field.

This Sunday yet another money spinner in the garb of a sporting event happened in the Nehru stadium. This was another edition of the Kidathon, which is a non-competitive race for kids. When you see the crowd that turned up you realize that people here like sports, no matter what their intentions are. A stand-up comic once commented that a marathon these days is probably the only event where people pay good money to make fools of themselves while the organizer laughs at them on the way to the bank. It appears that many more organizers are laughing these days when you say such endurance events happening almost every month. Ask a participant why he / she runs when he / she knows that there is no hope of winning, somewhere you will hear that it’s all about the spirit. Meaning: It’s not the Olympics is it?

I thought the Thiruda Thiruda was an underrated Mani Rathnam movie and a AR Rahman classic that did not get the reception it deserved. One of the highlights of the movie was a train heist where a chest contacting money from the mint will be targeted by some thieves in filmy style. Something similar has happened last night when a train carrying money was robbed by cutting the roof open. As per the last reports people are still clueless how such an audacious theft happened. With so many crimes these days getting inspired by movies, maybe the police must watch that movie among other rain heist movies to get a clue?

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P.S. Anu Agarwal was sensational in the movie.