A sweet something
I'm a totally busy mother. So busy that I even don't have the time to look at the mirror and place a red spot of kumkum (bindhi) between my overgrown, uneven eyebrows. I must admit that I am that one rare person who cannot imagine a life without a bindhi, a dab of kumkum on my forehead even if I'm clad in jeans and casual tops or dressed for a perfect corporate business moment. After moving in to our tiny home at Chennai (with the baby), I hardly noticed my dark circles or cared to comb my hair. Until that day - the day I decided to take two minutes out of my busy schedule and actually do a minimal makeup and make myself feel good.
After a quick bath as usual, I put on a house coat and digged out my kaajal and sindoor from the abandoned pouch in my shelf. Keeping an eye on my little one, wide awake and watching my movements, who could change the mood of the moment in a fraction of a second, I turn towards the mirror. One small dot of sindoor for bindhi, some on my forehead and a thin spread of kaajal under my eyes, I'm done. I take a moment to admire the new me.
It was then I noticed a huge mark just under my chin. Immediately I check it up. Looks like burnt skin but it does not hurt me a bit. Surprised, I examine it even more. The size of it (as big as an unniappam, I would say) made me wonder even more. What the hell is this? I have no memory of burning myself in the recent past, how could this have happened?!
Knowing my mother, I didn't have the guts to ring her up and check for the possibilities of such miracles. I decided to approach my friends group (in WhatsApp). My gals, my support, my precious gems, my Navratnas, I come to you seeking help!
After listening to my explanation, each of us thought about the possibilities of different reasons until one came up with the suggestion of love bite. You can imagine me blushing right now but you are wrong. I told you already, I'm a busy mother. I dnt have time for romance!
After a few minutes of discussion, it lit like a hundred watt bulb in my brain. Of course it is love bite, but not from my hus. If you had paid attention, I had told you about my baby's new habit of mouthing my chin? It's from him! A sweetsomthing , for me to remember forever.
A relief and joy it was to realise it and an absolute bliss to flaunt it for a while.
I'm a totally busy mother. So busy that I even don't have the time to look at the mirror and place a red spot of kumkum (bindhi) between my overgrown, uneven eyebrows. I must admit that I am that one rare person who cannot imagine a life without a bindhi, a dab of kumkum on my forehead even if I'm clad in jeans and casual tops or dressed for a perfect corporate business moment. After moving in to our tiny home at Chennai (with the baby), I hardly noticed my dark circles or cared to comb my hair. Until that day - the day I decided to take two minutes out of my busy schedule and actually do a minimal makeup and make myself feel good.
After a quick bath as usual, I put on a house coat and digged out my kaajal and sindoor from the abandoned pouch in my shelf. Keeping an eye on my little one, wide awake and watching my movements, who could change the mood of the moment in a fraction of a second, I turn towards the mirror. One small dot of sindoor for bindhi, some on my forehead and a thin spread of kaajal under my eyes, I'm done. I take a moment to admire the new me.
It was then I noticed a huge mark just under my chin. Immediately I check it up. Looks like burnt skin but it does not hurt me a bit. Surprised, I examine it even more. The size of it (as big as an unniappam, I would say) made me wonder even more. What the hell is this? I have no memory of burning myself in the recent past, how could this have happened?!
Knowing my mother, I didn't have the guts to ring her up and check for the possibilities of such miracles. I decided to approach my friends group (in WhatsApp). My gals, my support, my precious gems, my Navratnas, I come to you seeking help!
After listening to my explanation, each of us thought about the possibilities of different reasons until one came up with the suggestion of love bite. You can imagine me blushing right now but you are wrong. I told you already, I'm a busy mother. I dnt have time for romance!
After a few minutes of discussion, it lit like a hundred watt bulb in my brain. Of course it is love bite, but not from my hus. If you had paid attention, I had told you about my baby's new habit of mouthing my chin? It's from him! A sweetsomthing , for me to remember forever.
A relief and joy it was to realise it and an absolute bliss to flaunt it for a while.
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