The Obsessed Woman

"This was my first job and my first house before heading to the other houses in the same street. I need to make the best impression," I thought as I halted my bike near a big brown gate. I heard no braking and hence I opened the gate no. 38 bravely and rang the door bell. Within minutes, a middle aged woman opened the door and looked at my face.

"Madam, this is a new promotional razor and aftershave perfume. We are selling it at half price now. You should definitely use this offer to buy one for your husband," I was all smiles when I told the women. 

One glance and she went inside

I stood proud with eyes open wide

"She should be impressed by my speech" I thought. 

Soon she returned back with a look

That held place in no book

I looked out for some money

Instead she made me a dummy

She held a mirror right near my face and said, "I guess it is ONLY you who needs one such product badly". 

I was shocked and embarrassed. 

but before I could open my mouth, 

Someone from behind her came dressed

in perfection and looking youth

He was tall, handsome and his clean shaven look bowled me over.

That's the woman's husband. He gave money for the promotional product and said,

"She is in obsession with clean shaven look. 

Some women do, so don't mind it dude ", as he winked at his wife. 

I thanked the couple for buying the Razor product and came out. But before going to the next house, I headed back home. And within minutes, I was driving past the same home and the same woman but this time she showed me a thumbs up sign. Yay!

I am tagging Saravana, Anita, Anmol and  Meera for this post
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Babe's Date with his Dad

Little Babe is very glad

It's Sunday, 

He is going for a date with his Dad

It's time to play

Dada, a tall and a handsome father of Babe comes home working late and hard in the jungle everyday. And whenever he comes home, little Babe will be always asleep. It was only on Sunday that Babe and Dada goes for a stroll in the forest - the only day father and son date together.

But that Sunday, Babe was sad because Dada did not come on time. He has not kept his promise and Babe was really cross. He waited and waited but Dada did not come. Babe was getting tired and he walked slowly to his bed as he was feeling sleepy.

But suddenly, Babe heard his Dada calling out his name

Dada: Hey Babe! my little one I am back

Babe: Dada! Dada! I have been waiting for you long

Dada: Oh! my dear son come to dada now

Babe ran towards his Dada but stood one feet away from his Dada.

Dada was calling him near for a hug but Babe hesitated and replied,

"Dada I guess you need some bath. I smell something nasty on you"

Dada was cross. Then, he checked on himself. He smelled his shirt, his hands and finally his bread. "Yuck! it must be the beard that's been soaked in my sweat...hmm I hate that unclean stubble now" he thought.

Moral: Sporting a stubble? Either make sure its cleaned or make sure its cleared :)

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Gorgeous Lady!

To my best friend Tamilarasi (Kavitha),
Written just for you!

Recently when we spoke about the Dove Beauty Bar Soap Guessing game test, you agreed to come over Skype for the game. And when I said, I will be writing a public letter to you, you were like " Are you telling me the truth?". Yes, and here is the truth (but it is something related to looks/beauty dear) .

Do you remember our college times when we were talking about lipsticks and the reason why ladies prefer wearing lipstick during our Environmental class. You doodled a sketch, wrote  the reasons on a slip of paper and passed it to me just under the desk to avoid unwanted attraction from near by buddies. I will read it , chuckle and even question you about the same through the paper and our conversations continues. All these were happening while the class was still going on but we were just sailing in our own world of "you know what" and "is that so?". Only if our professor knows what was going on then.

You were on cloud nine when I told you that you look awesome in the way you have dressed up. And whenever you believed what I said, you give out a big bright white tooth smile - the reason why our soil engineering professor nicknamed you as Colgate girl ( not going deep into the subject now). But true to the fact, you made me contagious with your smile that soon transforms into laughter. Your next question (asking nearly 3 times in three different ways) will be about how do you look like in this dress/make-up and my answer will always be "You are a GORGEOUS lady!" [smile :)]. You were like a big sister for me telling me do this and that with my looks and even pester me that I am not taking care of my looks. And I always give in myself at the mercy of your hands.

You taught me how to style my hair telling me that you were the best hair stylist. I pretended to believe you and in fact gave my hair a sacrifice in your hands a number of times. Thankfully you avoided scissors and only worked with the comb ;).

We both were for each other at every ups and downs of our life even after we got married. My very first gift to you was a big make-up kit (hope you have it safe). Name it luck or fate, I guess we are meant to be with each other and because of it, we now staying close even in a far away country. Our friendship has crossed more than a decade and still we hold the same spark of liveliness and silly talks pulling each other legs whenever we get together or on our week end phone calls. 

I got this eyeliner and it is so good...today I changed my lipstick color and it is brand new :p.. Did you get N7 cosmetic brand? The sale is going on over here..., the Dove soap really helps my skin....you know my hubby presented me with three dresses for my birthday (did he!)....When are you coming home?...Shall we hold a week end party ? and so on.

Now, our beauty topics have been extended with our daughters. Not to forget, we both use Dove soap for our daughters too. And now that I have another partner in beauty things (my daughter), she is subjected to a hell lots of things from me (she actually runs from one pillar to another away from me) with doing her hair styles, make-up and dressings...and before you open your mouth, What are daughters then for! (he he he)

At times, we argue such that 

I wished...

I never had a friend like you

for you are my worst criticizer

You easily points out where my mistakes lies

and drive me mad by your everlasting advice

Did I ever wish that I could have a friend like you ?

Being with you is a big err

I can't bear this long for goodness sake

Just give me time to take a break

But many times, 

I wished...

I wished if ever will I have a friend like you

who is always present to wipe my tear

the one I can rely on far and near

for you give me your voice to support

You comfort me and hold my hand tight

Always caring any time, day or night 

How could I never wish to have a friend like you?

No matter how important or silly matters we converse

We enjoy being together, in laughter we immerse

I don’t know how to rate our friendship or to measure

But I know that I needed to preserve it as a treasure

At final word, thank you for being my best friend and hope we pass this gift to our daughters too and so on...

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The Marriage Conversation

Day or Night, Time freezes its numbers

When conversation exists amidst lovers

On a phone conversation,

Would-be Husband (Sid): Hello honey!
Lady (Bebo): Hello dear!

Sid: We have our marriage in two days. It feels great !
Bebo: Yes! Waiting for that day

Sid: Have you booked an appointment with the hairdresser I specified. You know I love long hairs honey. That lady over there is said to do some lovely braiding with lots of flowers.
Bebo: Yes, I did. I even did Gold facial today in your friend's beauty parlor.

Sid: Superb Honey! She is the best. And...what about the saree?
Bebo: What Saree?
Sid: The Saree blouse I mean. Have you done embroidery with beads?
Bebo: Ah Sid! You should have been a lady. What a  list!

Sid: Hey! You are going to be my wife honey. You should look beautiful and I am helping you
Bebo: Okay, let's see this the other way. I have told you not to sport french beard but you insist that it is the fashion.
Sid: Of course! French beard will look cool
Bebo: While I dress myself looking pakka Indianwala, you need to look westernized that too with a crystal sticking over it? There is no logic in this treatment.
Sid: hehe...I am going to stick a red crystal honey.
Bebo: Wow! While I wear Bindi on my forehead, you are wearing it on your beard. I hate that unclean stubble...can’t imagine your look

They teased each other and giggled.

Sid: Well, lets see ...who knows, you might like it too
Bebo: haha.. God only knows how many people are going to have a good laugh.
No one could hate you for that.

[continues ...] Conversation between lovers never ends soon. You know what I mean.

I am tagging Anmol, Avadoot, Aditya, Priyanka and Rat
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My Baby and I

With Twinkling eyes

my baby cries

seeing my face

she switched her place

calling out her mama

making melodrama

And so my wife says

this is no child's play

It's time to say goodbye

Oh! why

I sigh

My Baby and I

Baby: Dada! Dada! (Daddy is back home)
Daddy : Oh! my baby . Come on, we shall play peek-a-boo.

Daddy was playing with the baby and as the fun increased, they giggled together and daddy kissed the baby.

"OUCH! that hurts" murmured the baby in his language and soon started to cry. When Mommy came and saw, the baby's cheeks carried reddish spots.

Next day,
The baby was much more cautious that day. 'Will he or will he not?' he thought.

And when daddy called out play, the baby ran away.

Mommy came into the scene with a stern look on her face.

"This is no child's play," She warned her husband."The baby wants you to clean that stubble off before you kiss him," she continued firmly.

Daddy was looking at his baby and the baby expressed with a big scowl on his face 'You know what I hate that unclean stubble. I mean that hurts man and I stand by what I say' 

Both Daddy and the baby exchanged glances.

Daddy has now nothing else to say. He soon returned back clear and the baby cheered.

~~~

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The Secret Recipe

A smile of acknowledging

Handshake of respect

A shoulder for support

Listening with empathy

Replies what is right

The look belonging to a place

Holds the key to success

Marking a man's 

Secret Recipe of Life

Three men were waiting outside the lobby with files in their hand. G-attract Razor Company Limited was looking to recruit new employers to market their products. One man was tall, looked intelligent with his breads, the second one was sporting stubble looking stylish and the third one was medium height and wore a clean shaved look. 

A little talk has shown that the third man had scored very less and cannot compete with the other two. The other two were trying to be nice telling him that his scores will not be up to the mark of the reputed company and told him not to regret if he does not get the job.

Secretary: Lady Boss is ready for the interview. 

Beard > Stubble > Clean shaven - Let's see who made it and how 

The first and second who went inside came out somber. It was now the third man's turn. He tried to look composed and entered Lady Boss's room. 

Within an hour, he returned with a huge smile on his face. The other two looked at him in disbelief when he showed them his recruitment letter.

" What was the secret Man? How come? " they enquired.

The third man looked at them, brushed his chin and said , "My clean shaven look bowled her over”. 

" What?" they scowled.

" Yes! What else will they look for in a Razor Company that too for marketing their products, " he replied " some times commonsense works better than scores " he whistled.

~~~

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The Ladies Corner

Appearances have stories to tell,

A face is where hidden messages dwell

Eyes talks about emotions

A smile confides the notion

Eyebrows define one's mentality

Stubbles decode your personality

Coded messages here and there 

Slip through the masks we wear

Scene 1

Ani: Hey Priti, do you know why Japanese women look stunningly beautiful like dolls?
Priti: I don’t
Ani: See! It seems that Japanese woman shave their faces with razors to look beautiful and it’s a custom they follow from their preteen years.
Priti: Are you telling the truth?
Ani: Of course yes! So from today I am going to follow this routine for a porcelain doll complexion.
Priti: Ha ha, then tell me that very soon I will be seeing a model next door.

Scene 2

Priti: Ani are you at home?
Ani: Yes Priti, come into my room.
Priti: What are you looking at? Photos?
Ani: Yes, they are my college photos and see here, that’s my husband
Priti: But doesn't he look too old in that photo ?
Ani: True! In this photo, he is sporting a stubble to make himself look mature and aggressive.
Priti: Then how come he changed now?
Ani: After meeting me. When he proposed me I said I can’t marry him since he looked old. Next day, he returned back with a two year younger look and proposed to me again.
Priti: And so you accepted and got married isn't it?
Ani: No, I told him he was too young to get married then.
Priti: Ah! Did you? Then what happened?
Ani: He waited for two more years sporting a clean look to attract me and very soon his clean shaven look bowled me over and I fell for him.
Priti: Tada... and you got married, The End!

~~~

I would like to tag Sulaiman Sait, Bharathi, Saravana and Maniparna
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The Birthday Gift!

Looking deeply beyond each other eyes

Together we walk holding hands

Our future merge, farther the sky

In both ups and down, as one we stand

A simple gift now and then is crucial

To tell you beloved that he is so special 

Happy Gifting!

On the phone,

I : Hey, can you give me an idea to gift my man, senior madam?

Friend : Ha ha True! So you are into him now (giggling). 

I (silently blushing) : Yes, I did last week

Friend : Great! Well note down a man's list and choose what you like.

1- Formals and T-Shirts 

2- Perfume 

3- Shaving Set or Razor

4- Watch

5- Wallet 

6- Mobiles Phones or Tablets (if you are rich)

If nothing works out, gift him at least a card or photo frame.

Next Morning,

I : Happy Birthday dear !

He : Thanks a lot honey ! It's heavy, what's inside?

I : That's something which makes you fresh and that which makes me proud

He (brushing his chin): Oh! what can that be ?

I (nodding): No no! not now, open after you reach home.

That Evening,

At one glance, his clean shaven look bowled me over and my man walking with style wearing a cooling glass and ready for a date .

I : Wah wah, I never knew that you would look so handsome 

He (raising his eyebrows): Meaning? 

I (trying to hide her smile): I mean that the stubble you had was literally hiding your beauty

He (teasing her): As you did hiding your love from me for three years..doesn't it?

I (blushing): Not any more.

That day ended with a happy note with a promise of love forever and thank you card from him 

"Thank you for your Shaving Razor gift !"

~~~

I would like to tag Nandini, Saravana, Sammya, Ekta, Indarni and Tarun for this post.

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Love once again!

It's love once again

A second chance in place

to prove my worth, my grace

for you did take away my pain

It was your love in return

that ended the story of my stubble

cleared up all my trouble
with your love and concern

Scene 1- Road

I : Oh! My scooter is not starting up.

I was stranded in the road with heavy traffic and was calling out for help. He came on his bike covering his face with an handkerchief. 

Mr : What is the problem?
I : My scooter fails to start.
Mr : Oh! let me see.

He then did some mechanical inspections and soon the scooter responded to him. But before I could see his face, he waved a bye and was gone.

Scene 2- Restaurant

There, I saw him again. This time he had no handkerchief on his face. Instead he had a thick beard.

Mr : Oh! It is you again. How come you are here? Handshake?

We shook hands and talked further. I learnt that his beard took its form in the absence of his love. Love failure - Oops!

At one point, he said, "Instead of her, it is now the beard"
We smiled and that's how our friendship bloomed.

Scene 3 -Beach
After three months of friendship, we become lovers. Mr. became Craig. I was waiting for him on beach. He came and I screamed with joy,

I : OMG! Is that you? You...you look damn hot! Lucky me :)
I bit my lips as I said those words but the fact remains. His clean shaven look bowled me over now.

Craig : Yes! My love has taken back its place once again. Do you have any problem getting kissed?
He was laughing hard and so was I.

I would like to tag Cifarshayar, Simran, Saravana, Ekta and Sammyabrata for this post.
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I hate that smelly stubble!

In regards to Blogadda's new prompt and tagging friends, I would like to start a new post with two scenes wherein I invite my friends, readers and anyone who is interested to respond to it. Those who tag me, will be responded with another post. Cheers!

Prompt: "I hate that smelly stubble” or “His(My) clean shaven look bowled me(her) over

Some women loves stubble on her man

Especially for those peck near her neck

Some women craves a clean shaved look

As their soft skin could heed no wound 

But no women could stand a smelly stubble

Remember you are sure to get into trouble, 

If she says ,"I hate that unclean stubble"

Question to ponder:
Men out there, every week when you shave do you ask your women what style or look do they expect to see on their face?

Scene 1:

In a park, 

Guy: Hi Honey! (he comes closer to her with twinkling in his eyes)

Girl: Hi dear! Ah, you should have had your Fish fry and Omelette today. Am I right?

Guy (deeply impressed with his beloved): Wow, how much you know me dear! I am amazed that you know me in and out. I love you!
But all she responded is a wry smile.

Scene  2:

Guy: You are not loving me? 

Girl : Why are you so doubtful? In that case I shouldn't have accepted your proposal in the first place ( she shrugs)

Guy ( looking straight into his lady's eyes) : Then why do you move back whenever I come near to kiss you?

Girl ( letting out a sigh) : Have you ever wondered how often I can guess what food you have eaten inspite of those mints you have in your mouth? .'Oh! I hate that unclean stubble', she thought.

Drop in your comments on your thoughts on both the scenes above. 

I would like to tag Arvind Passey, Ekta Ketan and Anita for a response or comment or just a hi :)

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The Wings of Desire

The Wings of Desire - Image prompt [The Mag]

I am neither a bird nor a fairy

But I do possess special wings

Which peeps out now and then

Whenever I stare into your eyes

Oh! My Wings of Desire

They open up whenever I see you

Dazzling through my window pane

Like a tiny bird, I pop around

Looking what beauty awaits outside

Shining bright under your sunlight

As winter arrives, you waved goodbye

Moving fast paving way to the darkness

And I sit still near my fireplace,

Gazing at those fierce light reminiscing

Of the days I was engrossed in your warmth

The bells beckons a festival approaching

With your tiny descendants on every road

"Merry Christmas" they light up jiggling on every home

And once again my wings stretch in the flash of your light