Make up or Made up or Dolled up !! Dinesh K Kapila I
I was at a marriage. The bride’s side was at the gate graciously welcoming guests as they trooped in. I was walking in quietly with my wife, whispering to her when do I hand over the Shagun envelope. She was simply indicating with her eyes, do it now only. Then we met the parents, had a hurried snap as the rush was too much and melted into the crowd beyond. As we stood around getting our bearings the wife muttered as to why was the envelope not handed over. But I was already off, back to the entrance and then after a quick reconnaissance, nodding to a couple of acquaintances who passed by, and then was dutifully beside my wife. Now what was that was the query, and my simple answer was, confirming it’s the lady we know. The bride’s mom. I know the guy, the father, but I wanted to confirm the mother of the bride is the same person we know. There you go again said Wifey as my son, the lawyer rolled his eyes. I mean I was truly shocked, whoever was the beautician she engaged, the look was totally transformative. She was not just the same, it was as though I had run into another person from another time. She was different and well different so much that I was speechless. Different could be ok but she was transformed into a person who seemed too dolled up and the hair bun, well just let it be !
Just then a couple of ladies near us were animatedly gossiping, er, talking that the beautician hired by the girl’s side was one of the real premium ones of the city. Would have costed a bomb to do them up. Could be, but at least let the person be recognisable, not a different person ! Such a radical transformation was rather stressful to watch and then to go up close and hand over the Shagun envelope even more so. So I handed it over to the husband instead. And beat a calibrated retreat carefully shielding my eyes from any further shocks.
Just then a mutual friend walked up and then asked in a really sneaky way, you saw the girl’s mom, what’s that look today. My wife could only tell his wife these guys are too much. This is all they want to discuss. What about the graceful decorations and ambience here. But then what is in the mind stays in the mind !!
Too much it may be but I find, I would say observe, that the process of a marriage and it’s attendant razzmatazz involves a lot of agonised thinking over the choice of a beautician, in graded order. its the best for the bride and the mom and sister and the like and then another for close relations. And on the groom’s side it’s the same. Guys do join in but mostly they feel elevated with facials to spiking up the hair and wearing tight trousers and then strutting around.
Once we were at a wedding where we had to meet up at a breakfast too. As the bride walked in with her husband I told my table mates that that certainly in not the girl we congratulated last night. It was in a low voice but my daughter was looking anxiously at Wifey, the silent coded urgent message was would Dad stop looking around and just eat his fruits and eggs. But it was a fact, I had congratulated a rather fair looking girl at night and here I found myself looking at a much less fairer girl. Pretty certainly and with a graceful presence but where was the one I met at night. I thought make up meant accentuating the looks and the skin tone or whatever but certainly it’s not a made up version who strikes you as just what the hell happened here.
With sundry beauticians walking around and taking control over the persons, there is a sense of awe, she’s done so and so and so and so spent so much. It’s so nice she agreed to be at our wedding. My God, is it the royalty of old come calling or what. Take it easy folks. You still stay the same, with a pimple hidden here and there.
The degree of elevation is crossing stratospheric levels, ceding control to the exalted beauty experts or artists means running the danger of becoming someone you are not. And this desire to be more say Caucasian in skin tone, that underlying theme is another no no.
At some wedding receptions or weddings, the bride has a fairer face than before but the hands are a contrast !! They are the same. Just even pointing it out to Wifey or the daughter gets the ignore, it seems saying it at home is ok to some extent but whispering it at a wedding with a lot of loud music and amidst the chaos is not done. The son is best at it, I think he drifts off into thinking of some section of the Indian Penal Code and pretends he has not heard or seen anything. Or as he told his mom, I am not attending any defamation case Or if anyone sues Papa! Junior tends to be really cautious.
By the way has anyone noticed the lady who has evolved into a major patron of sports and the arts. Full marks to her and my deep feelings of gratitude for this. But what’s with the look. It’s like you have to look at a pin figuratively, the narrow pin below with the top screwed on. In the quest to loom young, the beautician or the doctor or a combination of both plus a dietician are creating havoc. They are running amok but the face shows the age, like it or not. Or to be clear, it looks younger somewhat but then looks done over as the face looks sometimes as a tight cloth wound over a cloth.
What to say, footwear has also changed. Now you have those that look like talcum powder was sprayed onto them while manufacturing them but I a country yokel, who does not know that they are premium wear and never ever to be thought off as slippers. They are slippers elevated. To another level.
And then the guys. Popping into hairdressing salons and asking the hairdresser to perform multiple actions on the face. Hydrate, soften, massage, shampoo, creams and the like but he is still the same !! Many are so touchy, been there last Sunday popping I next Saturday and asking anxiously how come the effect was wearing off. Which effect but the hairdresser also plays it up and assures you will feel the difference after five six more visits. Off they go happily. The best was one dolled up guy asking another, just what do you do. Vela (absolutely idle) said the other dolled up guy, waxed facial hair and all, same here, said the first guy with a really self assured stance.
It’s engaging. And fun. May this only increase, if nothing else the Gross Domestic Product of our nation is increasing! With all these heftily marked up charges !!
PS Never lose an opportunity of seeing anything beautiful, for beauty is God's handwriting.
Ralph Waldo Emerson. This is inspiring.
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This is hilarious
I enjoyed writing it a lot 🙂🙂
Indeed a very interesting , engaging , crisp and humorous write up with a tinge of sarcasm . 👏
Ab Kya Karun 🙂 I enjoyed penning it
Lol!! Soo accurate! You are dangerously observant dinesh ji!
Well said Sumitra ji 👌😊 <This message was edited>
The pecking order of MUA’s is real!!
Ma’m it just comes naturally !! What to do 🙂 Then I must write it or I feel restless !! My son says if you get sued I am not fighting your case 🙂
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Note - I posted the number of a substitute ironing guy. While the regular guy went on leave. I am the RWA President. The rest you can guess after reading what I posted as below 😍
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Please note I said clearly yesterday this is the number of the ironing of clothes guy working as a substitute for Anand the actual ironing of clothes person.
Strangely I got a couple of calls today asking me as to when I would return the ironed clothes !!
One caller even asked my name and then was puzzled.
I don’t know what hurt more-being taken to be the ironing guy or the second part 🙂
In any case the number of the substitute may kindly be noted.
And my own too 🙂
Thank you
Dinesh
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