Shaving is no Fun!

“What is with keeping the stubble?” she asked.

 “I didn’t have the time to shave.” I replied. clean

“Come on! It is about couple of minutes only.” She declared.

“It actually takes more than couple of minutes.” I knew better than her.

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“You are no Brad Pitt. So stop experimenting and clean your stubble next time onwards. It makes you look dirty.” She said.

Dirty? Hell no! I took a bath before coming to meet you, I’m wearing the perfume you gifted me and I always use hair gel on our dates.  All you noticed is my unshaven face? And by the way it’s the brand new t-shirt that I’m donning, I thought. Though I agree if Braddy and I were participating in Mr. World contest and good looks was the only criterion, at least in this birth I would never win the coveted title. But who cares? You are no Angelina Jolie either.

We used to discuss a lot about the looks. How people dress? What they do to look better? I never hesitated to tell her when she needs to visit a BEAUTY PARLOUR. Was I her fashion consultant? I mean come on, make up is a girl’s birth right. Who would like to have a girl with thick eye brows? At least I don’t. I would never mind my partner spending time and money in Beauty Parlours.

Nevertheless, it was one of the few instances when she asked me to shave though I don’t like completely clean shave look and trust me, shaving is the biggest headache. Ask the people who shave daily. It’s time consuming and boring. There is nothing extra ordinary about it.

That evening we spent arguing about the stubble. She deliberately ruined the evening, I felt it. She left before we could finish our dinner. I was fuming but had no other choice but to convince her. I called her but she didn’t receive my phone.

I reached my home. I was tired and all I wanted was my bed. I don’t remember when I slept. I woke up in the morning and finished my morning chores. It was the time to get ready for the office. I took out my Gillette Mach 3 ready shaver and started cleaning the stubble.

“If we are meeting in the evening, why would I need to shave again? She is crazy!” I thought.

The day was slow in the office. I came back home after hustling with the heavy traffic. As soon as I entered my home I received an SMS. It was her.

“When you say that I need to go to beauty parlour, I never mind it because I know that you care for me. So, if I’m asking you to shave than I’m saying it because I want you to look great. I want you to look pleasant. I want you to stand out in the crowd. And I love you that’s why I’m asking you to shave. I really hope that you love me too and I would see you stubble free in the evening. And remember I always love you.”

I love her too and to make her unhappy was the last thing I wanted. Though I shaved in the morning, I decided to shave again only to please her. That day onward I never forgets to shave before meeting her.

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