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Friday, January 18, 2013 32 Comments


And I am not talking about my crowning glory but body hair esp those that religiously grow on your arms and legs every 6 days and refuse to let go the prized possession- You!

What an eventful day it was and I wish I had opted for my hair removal

It was end week of Dec and I was all set to hibernate in my quilt. Blame it on Delhi winters or my laziness that I refused to tend to my hair removal ritual.

I am anyways dressed in layers so who cares and got lost in my dream world again. Tringggggg my phone rang, it was a call from office wherein my boss called to tell me that I have to catch the next flight at 10:00 am to Mumbai for an urgent meeting at Mumbai office. One of the top Business house (and a probable client) in Australia was visiting us for an important discussion and my presence in non negotiable. My tickets have been arranged and PNR sent to me, all I have to do is to pack and shoot.

10:00 am? Weirdo! It’s 8:00 am and I am yet to get out of bed, get ready, pack and reach airport at least an hour before all in all braving Gurgaon’s crazy morning traffic. I had no time to think and jumped out of bad. Recession time, can’t say no at office. I rushed to bathroom, hurried my way to wardrobe and took out my jackets et all errrr…Mumbai weather is hot, my jackets won’t work. So I searched for some better options in formals but could found none. There’s a theory of contradiction that suggest- when you need something, there are least chances that you will find it available.


I thrown a look at lovely hairs at my hands, heaved a sigh, wore my business suit with an overcoat (to hide away even a single trace of hair) & stepped out for cab to airport. I reached airport just on nick of time, completed my boarding and wish so much for an in house waxing saloon in flight. If wishes were horses, I would have wished for hair free hands and legs. Sigh.

I boarded my flight and took a window seat. This will pass I thought while looking out at fresh green pastures near runaway. “Excuse me, your bag is on my seat. Would you pl remove it for me?” came a husky mail voice. I turned to find a gorgeous young man standing next to my seat. Oh my God! It is the famous model Ketan Arya. I couldn't believe my eyes and my luck that he is my co passenger. OMG! I couldn't believe my luck as I lift my bag with shivering hands. He smiled at me and introduced- “I am Ketan A… “Off course I know you. I mean who would not know you, Ketan” I said with an excitement of a teenager almost gushing at the clean shave face of this hunk model of all times. He took the seat next to me, with our arms touching each other. We often turned at each other and smiled. It’s not such a bad day after all I thought. The seat belt alerts were off and passengers started removing their jackets. Out of courtesy, Ketan asked me to help with my jacket. "Ah well, I am OK with it, thanks but no thanks" I said. I didn't want to turn him off with my unshaven arms. Guess I anyways turned him off and Ketan spent all the residual time in flight chatting with another female passenger next seat (with clean shaven hands and oops short skirts) and sigh ignoring me.  I wish I had opted for hair removal…


In couple of hours we landed at Mumbai. My colleagues joined me at Airport. “Oh My my, that super model Ketan sat next to you. So, when you guys going on date?” Err,Ahem, Aaargh I couldn’t tell them what happened so I just smiled. “ Aren't you feeling hot with that jacket of yours?” asked my “I-don’t-mind-my-own-business-as-my-arms-are-waxed” colleague. Yeah, I am OK, I said and pretend to remove my jacket but soon left the effort as she moved away. Really wished I wore a long sleeve shirt at least. This shalt pass soon, I thought.

We rushed to the meeting which was concluded successfully and client proposed to wrap it up with a celebration drinks hitherto. “Evening drinks” that means we are not returning home back today. “No”, said my clean shaven colleague. “We are taking a flight tomorrow morning. Today we need to stay back for this celebration party. It’s such a big account after all and we can't risk to upset them on such a small request”. Small request yes.

My company just signed a multi-million contract with a foreign brand for Indian operations. We barely had any time before we could hit this five star lounge for post deal signing celebrations, leaving my distant hope to find a parlor to get rid of my body hair in hopeless lurch. I cannot skip this party as it may have bad reflection  on my company and our clients. So I relentlessly agreed and moved towards the venue. We are not prepared for it, so we didn't carry evening dress. So cool, I am sorted. (At least for this evening) I sighed. I thought I will excuse myself in middle of party and avail hair removal services at hotel’s saloon in pretext of an urgent call. Good plan but it didn't work. The client loved my presentation so much that he glued to me throughout evening, discussing way forward on the ideas and other things. The party became engrossing and soon everyone began to hit the dance floor. I was asked to be relaxed and remove my "oh so formal jacket" like my other colleagues and get in the groove. I refused on pretext that I am comfortable as it is keeping me warm from excessive AC cooling in the lounge. Believe me I was such an odd peg in the whole hole but do I really had no choice. So I danced with my jackets on as in morning hurry I couldn't care to replace my short shirt with a long sleeved one. Little did I expected that the day will turn this long. Little did I expected that my hair removal sloth will take me to such situations.

I was like this little Miss two left foot on the floor. The music was good and in heat of moment one of these ladies from client side (who by this time started getting very well along with me) came forth and removed my jackets from me. “Goshhhhhhhhhh there’s a bear out there”- she quipped. “I am really sorry. I didn't know about this”, she said as she returned that jacket to me, half embarrassed.  I was frozen to death there hoping that others didn't notice. My hopes were short lived as my colleague Natasha came forth and remarked- “now we know why you weren't removing your jacket throughout” she winked. I was dead embarrassed and spent my entire evening ruing over my unshaven arms while my colleagues taking away my glories to their account, gossiping about me. 

The story became a hot cake in my office for next few days, my colleague happily munching over it in hush-hush playful jeers and cheers for a long time.

How much I wished I would have opted for my hair removal L
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This post is a part of the Gillette Satin Care contest in association with BlogAdda.com
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32 comments:

  1. Ouch, that sounded familiar! Nicely told.

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    1. Thanks..It's an ordeal a lot of us face :)

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    2. Hi Ekta,

      A small surprise, which may not be your first and certainly not your last: Liebster Award

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    3. Hahah thanks! I would def write once I am back! BTW I am not relatively newcomer. I have been blogging since Nov 2008, though not as good as many others but am happy for ur liebster award and shall write soon. Hope Aabha is not listening to me as I have her liebster award pending yet...oops pehle aabha :)

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    4. I know Ekta, somebody else also pointed out! There are 3 more people on the list who are not new, but then I like some blogs, so can't help. Any way I went by the criteria that you can award the blogger who has less than 200 followers. Hence you appear on my list, dear!

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    5. Never mind,. I am actually glad that you did! So don't worry, will do the needful soon!

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  2. I wish I had not read this post. Its was difficult for me as man to read a post about a lady talking about her hair removal. Please put a warning on top of this- "Not of Males". :) :). Anyways..who is Ketan Arya Btw..? :)

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    1. Ketan Arya is an imaginary name used for this blog instead of using a real life model and pay him royalty! :)

      Well well I am told a lot of guys love reading girl stuff more than girls do, just to get a perspective of a girl's mind. you see if u r a guy and a brother/father/husband/ boy friend all these info comes handy :)

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    2. @ "a lot of guys love reading girl stuff more than girls do". Finally an explanation to why friends borrow Femina and Grihshobha from their female friends. :)

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    3. Yeah! So you agree that why I didn't give a disclaimer "not for males" :)

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  3. it was a wonderful write girl! one of the loveliest i have read for the Gillette campaign!

    Do visit my blog! Would love to see you by! *cheers*

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    1. Thanks sooo much Kappu! I am glad you liked it. I am visiting your blog right now and thanks for sharing ur link, it surely helps me :)

      Take care and keep writing!

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  4. Have had experiences similar kinds... Nicely put down.

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    1. Thanks Manjulika! I am glad you liked it. Hope u participating too.

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  5. oops.. that's a familiar scene.. lovely read, Ekta. Good Luck. :-)

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  6. A nice read with feelings. All the best

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    1. Thanks Vishal. Wish me luck to win this contest :)

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  7. Yep, which is why permanent hair removal is the best option...well told.

    Why don't you sign up for the A to Z Challenge April 2013? Your blog looks ideal for the challenge, and your posts would attract a lot of readers from across the pond.

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    1. Yeah... permanent hair removal is best option to get rid of the phenomenon and arising phobia, for ever. But they are costly, aren't they? and not too healthy for skin.

      I just clicked the link and it sounds awesome. However, the lazy me (beside, post office, there's barely any time left :( )is not sure if I can write a post daily for 26 days. Let me go thru completely & ponder again. Thanks so much for bringing this to my knowledge. I truly appreciate and will try too.

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  8. Its a hair rising story! LOL All the best Numero.

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    1. Thanks so much. I am unsure of my winning as my writing never gets up to there- to the prizes. I am glads that you liked it :)

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  9. Hi Ekta,

    Now, firstly, did this actually happen? I hope you didn't else it must have been a nightmare spending those nerve wracking hours with that suit on and hoping that nobody notices it.
    Enjoyed reading your take on this prompt. Wish you luck for the contest and let this prompt act as a wake-up call for you ;) ;)

    Regards

    Jay
    My Blog | My Entry to Indiblogger Get Published

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    1. Hey Jay,

      This is an amalgamation of actual and some weaved situations that happened with me and few friends. yes, the hair phobia is a nightmare and as Diana says in latest Sunsilk ad- career destroying for many girls. hee hee.

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  10. That must have been some ordeal. Glad never happened to me. Nice post. All the best for the contest.

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    1. Thanks so much Shrishti! Welcome to my blog :)

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  11. hey its a nicely written one Ekta. All the best for the contest :)

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  12. Who let the bear out?
    Who? Who? Who? Who?
    You!
    :P

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  13. Great review! I have gotten laser hair removal, but haven't had the cash to go in to get extra body parts zapped. I have tried the no-no to miscellaneous results, so possibly this is what I'm looking for. Thank you for sharing these details. More power to you and to your siteskin rejuvenation.

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