Friday, January 19, 2007

Fair and Handsome?! - My first facial

 "A facial is a cosmetic treatment of the face, commonly involving a variety of skin treatments, grooming steps and deep cleansing of the face by various means including: steam, exfoliation, extraction, creams, lotions, masks, peels, and massage. It is a common spa treatment."
Do not use soap to clean the face, as they contain thickening agents that clog the pores.

All those of you who have done a facial before, the above mentioned from Wiki would be well known but for a first timer like me it is news. I have heard talk of facials, bleaches, etc etc but I never foresaw a day when I would actually try it. Today the 19th of January is the day when I had my first facial because mum and D want me to look good for the wedding!!!!!

Actually my hairdresser has been telling me for a long time now that I should try out the many beauty treatments (yuck!!!) he had. I have politely declined till date, but after much persuasion from mum and D, I decided to test the waters. I dutifully went in and thought I could escape with my usual hair cut and shave and maybe my monthly indulgence of a hair massage with the “thanda thanda” Navaratna oil. (For those of you who have not tried it, it is a wonderfully relaxing experience and if topped off with a good hot water head bath will ensure a fitful sleep and drive away all fatigue.)

But my enterprising hairdresser sold the complete grooming package to me. I was a little taken aback by the options and combinations offered and the price spectrum. I chose to go with the reasoning that the most expensive may be the best (not true, I know) and ended up choosing the Gold package which used imported creams and is “supposedly” better than Lakme and Shahnaz Hussain. My refusal to dye my hair was firmly over-ruled by the hair dresser who could not digest the fact that I wanted to get married with a lot of grey hair which I thought was cool. I have endured the ignominy of wearing the many numerous potions (that will make the druid Getafix proud) and whatnot mum dutifully cooked up and dumped on my hair with the fond hope that my grays will be black before the wedding. When all my protests fell on deaf ears I just mumbled to myself and sat in the recliner and said “Go ahead” for the full package and decided to go with the flow, trusting my mane and my face to my hairdresser.

The next 3 hours passed by as a blur with cream after cream adorning my face, I counted at least 5 different colours and some kind of face pack that did not smell good. 1 wonderful hair massage and 2 face massages and 4 shampoo washes were interspersed with one dyeing and hair cut and a bleach (i think). And yes he also did shave me and make me look a little respectable a far cry from the tramp persona I was sporting the last 4 days.

Anyway I came out 3 hours later with my face looking freshly scrubbed (but as the warning at the beginning tells you soap is bad, my dutiful hair dresser used something else), my beard shaved and my bank balance lighter by Rs. 927 (900 for the package, plus service charge for card payment). I took a look at the mirror and saw the same me, no, I didn’t expect to see Madhavan, but still for 900 I thought I may look a little better than before. Mum looked at me and from her reactions I think she was disappointed too.

My curiosity got the better of me and I searched Wiki to understand what i had undergone and hey presto I filled up a page!!! 
My next sitting for more of the same is on the day of the wedding and it will cost 1000 Rs. I just get the funny feeling I’m blowing up my money and the only people laughing are you the reader and my hairdresser on the way to his bank.

PS: D had entered the parlour in the morning and as I write this 5 hours since she is only half way done. And life has just begun....

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Still getting married

It's that time when realization hits you and you wake up screaming, "Hey, I'm getting married!!!". It is just 3 days away and still there is so much to do. I look more like a vagabond than a groom-in-waiting and am scaring quite a few people, who fear I may have a nervous breakdown!!! : )

Thanks to my friends I have been able to finish most of the work but a few big "projects" are on
 hold, hopefully I can do them asap. i did not know that inviting people could be so laborious, trust me its something that i would hopefully never do again atleast for another 25 years.

Ok got to run, but keep us in your prayers and wish us luck!


Friday, January 12, 2007

“You never win the silver, you just lost the gold”

At a recent office party a couple of days ago, an outgoing senior of the bank in his farewell speech said the above mentioned. It was probably one of the highlights of the evening. The usual meet, drink, dance, eat, talk kind of office party that I generally avoid as I don’t drink and so free booze never excited me and the fact that I abhor cigarette smoke.

Anyway the fun event of the evening apart from the DJ and his brand of Hindi music was a catwalk that made most of us including me to split up into teams and strut on stage to the tunes of the DJ with a 10 minute preparation. My team had 2 women (very unremarkable looking types, even though one was attempting to look sexy and generally failing) and a huge bunch of the typical non model type guys you can think of. The sex appeal was generally well distributed among the other 3 teams. So to suit our image we went on stage with a tapori style, you know the rolled up sleeves and kerchiefs around arms, necks and everywhere, messed up hair etc and we won!!!!!! Apparently our look bowled over the two women judges, so maybe I have an alternative career somewhere?

Pardon that small indulgence, after that small diversion let me come back to the caption, it is really an awesome statement and was a wake up call to me. I may have heard this earlier and it may not even be original but it is truly profound. Often I accept the silver as just rewards to my efforts and was convinced that it was indeed just but the speaker said that the difference between gold and silver can be determined often by not just the ability but chiefly by the effort. I know for a fact that very often ability belies results. There are countless incidents of the less able doing better purely on the effort put in.

Nothing amplifies this fact more than the Indian cricket team; I have been a fan of cricket and Indian cricket. But of late the string of disappointing results has made me to look elsewhere. No more burning desire to see the live telecasts (CAS has been a spoilsport also!) and surf Cricinfo, its just a distant happening. The Indian team does not lack ability, it is endowed with an embarrassing surplus of it but what it apparently lacks is genuine effort the kind of which the Kiwis display.

Personally my takeaway from the party is the same. My winnings in life are only partly due to my ability for I know that ability alone would have taken me elsewhere. Next time if I end up with silver, I will know that the first thing I must do is to seek out if I did enough and of course the next question did I do the right thing. And you will not ask me the question “Hey did you win the silver because there were only two people?

Thursday, January 11, 2007

I do

It’s been more than a week and I have not posted anything, so it means that either I’m suffering from writer’s block or nothing much of note has happened or I’ve been busy.

Take your pick and though there is no clear winner, the entire above mentioned have kept me away from Blogger.

I managed to sneak a few minutes from work to pen this. Bells are ringing in the distance, not alarm bells (at least not yet!!!!), but wedding bells and what seemed so far away in the horizon is getting closer. A glance at the calendar tells me that it is only 10 days to D-day. Actually a colleague jolted me out of my near reverie when he said what in creation was keeping me at work when the wedding is only 10 days ahead.

Actually it still is yet to sink in. I don’t know when I’m going to wake up screaming, but when it does, hope I don’t scare anyone.

So much is done, but still new things keep coming up. And don’t know when my next post will come. But wish me luck.

Hey just something for the singles to think about…..

What is the shortest sentence in the English Dictionary, but the longest sentence of your life?

"I do."

Thursday, January 04, 2007

January Ahoy!

Janus is the Roman god of gates and doors (ianua), beginnings and endings, and hence represented with a double-faced head, each looking in opposite directions. He was worshipped at the beginning of the harvest time, planting, marriage, birth, and other types of beginnings, especially the beginnings of important events in a person's life. Janus also represents the transition between primitive life and civilization, between the countryside and the city, peace and war, and the growing-up of young people. Janus was represented with two faces, originally one face was bearded while the other was not (probably a symbol of the sun and the moon). Later both faces were bearded. In his right hand he holds a key. The double-faced head appears on many Roman coins, the likes of what you are seeing in the picture above.

Hey people after that long prologue let me first wish you a belated but nevertheless very very happy new year. May the good Lord bless you and your loved ones with His choicest blessings throughout the new year.

So why Janus? Well this is the month of January named after Janus as given above. Now what is special about Janus, nothing actually if you compare him with the many multilimbed multiheaded Gods that abound in the Hindu pantheon. He will pale in insignificance any time. But what strikes you about Janus is the fact that he is portrayed with two heads one looking behind and one looking ahead. Its that time of the year when many of us take stock of the year that ended, make new plans and resolutions for the year ahead just like Janus.

2006 was a remarkable year for me. Let me just go down nostalgia lane in no particular chronological order or relevance. A new job towards the latter part of the year was one of the big events. The year also will be remembered for a few relationships that ended on sad notes. Of course I also did the ground work for the beginning of a life time relationship this year. I have grown bigger, so huge that I have outgrown my wardrobe. A few accidents to my 2nd love, (my poor darling) has left her badly bruised, battered and a little shapeless. (No funny ideas people, I’m talking about my Wagon R). Lots of friction at home and major challenges were met and several hurdles crossed before my wedding was finalised. Wedddings of many close friends came and went. A big Christmas concert with the John Millns Chorale and my choir singing for Christmas night service are cherished memories. Meeting old friends at the most unexpected places and loosing other friends for the most unbelievable reasons made this an interesting year. Of course 365 days have passed and most of the days were incident filled so I cant recount them all. But I have grown and matured a little more or shall I say have grown a little older.

2007 is awaited for the biggest event in this phase of my life, I’m getting married so one part of my life is over. But in the end is the new beginning where I becomes WE and ME becomes US. It is a new journey filled with huge challenges, duties, responsibilities and loads of joy. This is the start …..

The woods of my youth are lovely, dark and deep,
But I (We) have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I (We) sleep,
And miles to go before I (We) sleep.

Sincere apologies to Robert Frost.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Just Knotty!

Hi!! This is for my beloved friend who had a problem with shoe laces. Its a DIY.