Makeover
This is how co-dependency manifests: we put others needs and wants before our own. And then we ignore ourselves, we live "without". And we don't question it. A few weeks later we went to look at woodland-shoes. I left her trying on shoes and made my way to the Grovers counter to try on and purchase a modest selection of items. She met me there after finishing her selection in the shoe department. Beaming as she watched the transformation happen in front of her eyes, and curious, and empowered by watching someone else exercise her options. We can live a life of denial and scarcity, or we can bloom, open and trusting that the universe is smiling on us and is betting on our joy, our success, and our gratitude.
During my younger years I would never have left
the house without Kajal in my eyes and earrings in my ear. At the very
least I would wearsome powder under my arms and at the back of my neck and some Kajal on my eyebrows for the brows to look dark
and beautiful. And my specs(photocrometic) since the age of 21. And my hair, my
hair had to be ery dark curly and denser to care but very good! Then all my
attention went into my kids and I didn't even bother to put on earrings.
Sometimes I didn't even floss! Time passed, my kids got older, and one of them
leave for Delhi for her literary boost up. In real, people used to say anyone
who want to shine in literature must live in Delhi. Living with mode girls of
NIFT she asked me about make up. Having been a devoted Herbal (Himalaya ) user I led her through the story to the cosmetic area. As
we passed the Herry’s in Defence colony, Delhi counter we stopped to see if
anyone there had time for a makeover with the simplicity in mind. It was June
weekend around 5 pm and the parlour was almost empty.
We
leisurely learned about the product and the history of Herry’s as my daughter
became a mode girl of Delhi under the brushes of a woman who had devoted much
of her life to the line. I want only the best for both my children and there
was no question in my soul as I purchase her first real makeup that I wanted to
contribute to her celebration ( of being Delhiate), her evolution in this way. After I dropped her at her
apartment with her selections, including four jeans dresses from which she
would make her selection I was filled with gratitude. I remembered lying
on the bed when she was 5 months old being born premature (7months in womb, people around use to
say creat womb like atmosfere around her for 2 months) praying for her life. Fighting sor her survival, I might share this day with her. I drove home,
looked in the mirror and started laughing. I had bought nothing for myself. In
fact, I realized I didn't own one item of Herry’s product. And that the closest
I had even come was my aged collection of Herbal (Himalaya), owned by Grovers (not the makers indeed).
XOXO
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