" अरेनीकालदेनायार| क्याफर्कपड़ेगा ?" " Nahi bey, it will look awkward, already I'm like a hefty pig,.. lite." " अबेसेनिओर्सनेभीबतायाथाना | इसबारचोडेन्गेनहीं | सोचले |" " Okay, but at least you don't laugh..."
That was the discussion I had with a friend of mine before removing my moustache. The days that followed were both a combination of dread, fear and a sudden change altogether. If it happened an year prior to that, I could've been found all curled up in my room crying, perhaps, but not this time. That's because when I looked up into the mirror and reflected on what I saw, it took me a lot of time to really understand how I looked. I could'nt remember anything of how I looked before that. People in my wing were laughing their heads off but I kept mine. It was a great feeling actually ;) , to look something new... twas exactly a year ago ( or... was it yesterday?...)
"Dude a projection is missing from your sideview..." : these were the taunts from my college friends. It was odd initially but I forced myself on everyone that way. Guess, they got used to it.
Well it was a try and it kind of worked, because I've been consistent after that, experimenting with different creams, foams and aftershaves, blades and.... OK OK, I'll shut the crap up...