i like to think i am one of those women who dont care about their appearance, unless it affects the image of my spouse or my family. Surprisingly my son is very conscious of how i look. For a 3 yr old he is extremely perceptive. He appreciates when i dress up and helps me decide which shoes to wear. Once when i picked him up from playschool he knew i had gone somewhere before picking him up. when i asked how did he know, he said "Oh mama, you are wearing earrings !" Oh wow !! THAT was the give away.. !!
Anyways coming back to the topic, yes i dont take pains to be ready all the time, ya just grab my bag and ready to go shopping or visiting someone any time.. na that's not me. But one fine day it was exactly this time last year i noticed my first strand of white hair. I literally freaked out.
I mean here i am .. on one hand kind of boasting of the fact that i dont ckeck the mirror every half an hour but on the other hand shrieking with sorrow on the sight of a white hair.
So cliched.
I never thought i would have that kind of a reaction.. infact i am averse to people coloring their hair.. i subscribe to the school of thought of ageing gracefully ..you know the salt n pepper hair variety.. complete with specs... ah so mature and wise!! But am i then again sticking to and reinforcing a stereotype???
I was really surprised at my own reaction in retrospect. I felt quite shallow, but i guess my reaction was not based on the fact that my hair are turning gray.. i think it was more to do with coming of age.
i think it was life's way of telling me "Hey you have grown up" its a very hard fact to fathom. You are always young in your mind,, in my mind i left school only a couple of yrs ago and college was i guess last yr,, whereas in reality its been more than a decade. (I had to calculate that).
So should i start acting older .. or does that happen automatically too. its true God orchestrates everything. I no longer enjoy going to noisy night clubs where you have to shout to talk to your friend. I enjoy lounges where you can sit , you know thw crowd,, its easy music and you can talk. i don enjoy fast food any more (although still a fan of Mc.Donalds!! there is none in goa)
Anyways coming back to the topic, yes i dont take pains to be ready all the time, ya just grab my bag and ready to go shopping or visiting someone any time.. na that's not me. But one fine day it was exactly this time last year i noticed my first strand of white hair. I literally freaked out.
I mean here i am .. on one hand kind of boasting of the fact that i dont ckeck the mirror every half an hour but on the other hand shrieking with sorrow on the sight of a white hair.
So cliched.
I never thought i would have that kind of a reaction.. infact i am averse to people coloring their hair.. i subscribe to the school of thought of ageing gracefully ..you know the salt n pepper hair variety.. complete with specs... ah so mature and wise!! But am i then again sticking to and reinforcing a stereotype???
I was really surprised at my own reaction in retrospect. I felt quite shallow, but i guess my reaction was not based on the fact that my hair are turning gray.. i think it was more to do with coming of age.
i think it was life's way of telling me "Hey you have grown up" its a very hard fact to fathom. You are always young in your mind,, in my mind i left school only a couple of yrs ago and college was i guess last yr,, whereas in reality its been more than a decade. (I had to calculate that).
So should i start acting older .. or does that happen automatically too. its true God orchestrates everything. I no longer enjoy going to noisy night clubs where you have to shout to talk to your friend. I enjoy lounges where you can sit , you know thw crowd,, its easy music and you can talk. i don enjoy fast food any more (although still a fan of Mc.Donalds!! there is none in goa)
can any body tell me why a para more of my blog got cut off above ??
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