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The Scare

22 Monday Dec 2014

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7-year-old Neetu and her 4-year-old brother Nitin were playing in the yard in front of their house. It is her responsibility to watch her little brother when they play outside without any adult supervision. But she knows that her mother keeps an eye on both of them from somewhere inside the house. Neetu was never sure how her mother knows things – what she does, who started the fight first or who got whom into trouble, all that her mother knew without being physically present at the scene. Nevertheless, it is Neetu’s responsibility to take care of her younger brother.

So when the homeless guy opened the gate she wasn’t sure whether to call her mom or to take Nitin inside because she was afraid more than anyone. Neetu was always scared of the homeless guys. The untidy look, the sunken eyes, the out-of-place appearance, and the unkempt beard and moustache, it just scared her. Her mother used to tell her stories about how the homeless guys kidnap kids and break their legs or hands and sent them out for begging. It all added to her phobia. She always hid behind her mom or dad whenever a homeless guy was in the vicinity.

And this guy looked so dirty with overgrown moustache and beard. She wanted to run from there. But she was confused at the same time because this guy knew her name, both of their names. He called them as if he knew them very well. Maybe that’s his trick to kidnap them. Maybe he was observing them and learned their names. Then he moved forward and picked up Nitin. Neetu screamed, “He got Nitin” and ran towards her mom, crying desperately.

Hearing all the commotion her mom came out. Neetu was surprised to see her mom smiling at the creepy guy. He asked her mom, “Why is Neetu screaming and running away from me?” “That’s probably because of the way you look,” replied Neetu’s mom. “It’s your Uncle Neetu. Don’t you recognize him?” “Just give me 5 minutes to freshen up,” said her Uncle looking at the scared Neetu as he went inside.

Minutes later appeared the clean-shaven Uncle and Neetu was no longer scared!

Written in response to the tag by Lata and Arpita.

This post is a part of #WillYouShave activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette‘

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The Break-up

12 Friday Dec 2014

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Sidhart was heart-broken to say the least. His love of 2 years has come to an end a week ago.

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Jiya and Sidhart works at the same office. They both are IT professionals. Jiya joined almost a month later than Sidhart. They both were put in the same training program and they were friends from then on.

Everyone else suspected that something more than friendship was going on between them. They spend time together all the time, sent text messages when they were a cubicle away; though Sidhart and Jiya  denied at first that they were in love, everyone around them were sure of the love.

A year later, Jiya’s parents started looking for a groom for her. Jiya wanted to tell her parents that she had found someone for her already. But she was afraid that her parents wouldn’t care for that and make her marry someone of their choice because Jiya and Sidhart came from different religions.

Jiya’s approach made Sidhart uncomfortable. He pleaded with her to inform her parents about their relation. But she was too scared. Sidhart suggested to get married without their parents blessings. Jiya wasn’t strong enough to do that. They got into huge fight and finally after months of bickering and frustration, Jiya and Sidhart broke up.

Sadly, Jiya was also not in good shape. It was true that she didn’t want to go against her parents to marry Sidhart and things were not going so lovely between them lately. But she realized his worth in her life when they were apart. He was not coming to the office anymore. Jiya got worried.

That’s when she decided to against her parents. She went to Sidhart’s house to meet him. She got terrified of what was waiting for her there. Sidhart looked nothing like the person she knew – drinking, untidy, unshaven like a homeless person.

Sidhart was so happy to see her there. He rushed near her and held her hand. Jiya pulled back her hand with a shocking look which he never seen before. He sked,”What? Aren’t you here to get back together?” She replied, “I thought I was but now, I don’t want to get back together.” Sidhart was losing patience. “Why the hell did you come here if you were not sure?” He snapped at her. “Did you take a look at you? What we are through is one of the probles in life. I am sure there is going to be a lot more troubles when we get married, if we get married, that too against our parents wishes. One problem, has brought that worst you out – you have given up on regular life, no shavng, no bathing, no office, what the hell Sidhart? How would I know that you won’t give up when more problems pop in on a later stage of our life? I can’t share my life with someone like that. We are done.” Saying this Jiya stormed out of his house. Sidhart, went back to his room, with a heavy heart. He spotted his reflection on the mirror and he couldn’t blame Jiya anymore!

And thus came a complete end to Sidhart’s love story.

Written in response to the tag by Shashank. I am tagging Shalini to blog about  #WillYouShave.

PS: Don’t forget to mention that you were referred by me in your post.

Topics for Guys:

  • Missed chances- Stories or instances where you missed out on an opportunity because of a non-shaven face.
  • Luck or Confidence?- Will you leave your fate in the hands of destiny or will you step up and say yes to a well-groomed face to be at your best everyday? #WillYouShave.
Topics for Girls
  • An instance when a stubble came in the way of a man’s chance to make a good impression.
  • An instance when a well groomed look ensured that they struck gold on an opportunity given to them.

This post is a part of #WillYouShave activity at BlogAdda in association with Gillette‘