IT’S PAINFUL TO BE BEAUTIFUL

Life’s a battle field, many say. But I never thought that battles of this sort can also be fought. Fought harder, even!!!
Yes, I am talking about my battle with myself!! Sounds fishy, spooky or whatever??
This was a battle to make me beautiful…..

Of course the protagonist of this entire drama was me…Radhee Krishna, a rather not that concerned a female about her self, forget her beauty.
The director, script writer, producer (very very important role!!!) and else everything was Ashwini K.P…..who is a very good person who likes Radhee (the protagonist) that she wants her to be BEAUTIFUL…..

The whole beautifooooooooool stuff turns out to be a very cool and painful (indeed!!..dats what I am concentrating here upon!!!). here’s the drama unfolded.

SCENE: 1
2.00pm: Friday:7-03-2008
Ash: Radhee..shall we go for your MAKEOVER today????
Radhee: But kp..you told that we would go tomorrow!!! I have loads of work today ya…
Ash: ok, try to complete it early, if you finish early, then we shall go?? What do you say…fine rite..i have something tomorrow dats y!!
Radhee: ok, I shall try, but I don’t think I will be able to…anyways…will try..

In the meantime, I even think of not going for the makeover at all. Chances where there that if I miss today, as she is busy the next two days, and the makeover might not happen at all!!!! HeheheeJ

But, nothing of that sort happened. Even though I had not done with any of my work, I was sitting there in the 5.15 bus with her.
My mind had made up with the whole idea of getting MADEOVER. Somehow, kp managed to take me, that’s the truth….she’s smart…ahah

So, we get down the bus, walk all the way to Beijing Chinas, the Saloon where I would have my makeover. On my way, I saw a BMW also…

So here goes Beijing Chinas:--------
There were two cheeni girls there. One of them were doing a pedicure for a lady, the other was doing something else. Don’t know what that was!!!! this certainly shows that I am poor in this entire thing….of being beautiful…and becoming one!!!

And the battle began with the chinkies. I had asked kp to give a disclaimer to those people that I am completely new to this and since it’s the first time, there might be repulsive tendencies seen from my part. There’s a chance of me, even not able to withstand the pain induced by the processes.
So the disclaimer held , they first started with my eyebrows. I should say one thing here that, the reason why I haven’t ever tried even, to make an entry into a beauty parlor is that, I always thought of myself as beautiful “ENOUGH”. Seriously, I mean it. But why now, that’s a question…Yes why now??? Simply because, it was KP’s gift and I dint want to disappoint her. She was (and is!!) my closest friend colleague. And I knew that all her concerns were very much genuine and sincere.

I had a very sentimental attachment with my eye-brows for that matter. Sounds funny, but its true. People can have sentimental attachment to their eyebrows and all as they have with their doggies(I mean pets, pens, books and so like..). it was due to the fact that, my thicker eyebrows attributed its good shape to the rather strenuous efforts of my dad when I was a small kid. He used to do my makeup for school as mom was away with work. All the while I had preserved its shape just because of that. But the make over was changing it (hopefully for the better!!!)

Kp had warned me that plucking eyebrows would be painful for the first time. Later we will get used to it, she said. Later ki bath tho later hain ( I thought!! let me do this for first time, then I might not even do it @ all!!!)
Thanks for the warnings---kp!!! I had thought of it to be very scary, but in the end it was not that painful too. Yeah!!! I had won the first battle….i was happy, but unfortunate though, I dint find any difference in myself. I consoled myself that there were many more things to come. Hopefully, there would a difference!!! After all, I had come for a makeover right.

Then they did a haircut. I would not say that I had a sentimental attachment to my hair also. That’s bullshit. I dint have any. I wanted a hair cut, badly. In the name of makeover, in fact I just wanted a haircut to be done….but all the other stuff…was like muft..!!! ek lo…ek muft!!! Anyways, when I reached home and narrated the whole hungama that had happened that day, I understood that my mom had sentiments for my hair….hehehhe;)

Now that the hair cut was also done, what followed was the most embarrassing procedure of hand waxing. They make you wear that weird gown and they do the normal waxing of applying some powder followed by some hot fluid kind off a thing. They keep a paper on the applied area and pull it off. Ooof, it seems so easy, but the pain it causes. Its bad. Again came the consolation comment from kp and also the chinki who was doing it, it will pain for the first time, but you will get used to it. My mind was flooded with JUST the thought that IT’S PAINFUL TO BE BEAUTIFUL!!!!! (in the meantime the pedicure lady wishes me HAPPY BIRTHDAY…that was certainly sweet of her…!!..was that a consolation prize???????? From GOD???)

After this makeover of mine, whenever I see all this ads which pictures beautiful gorgeous women, I realize how much pain they underwent to be so. At that instant, I happily accepted the fact that, natural beauty itself is good. At least its not of a self-inflicted pain!!!!