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Experiences has taught me , when I am shaving of a morning, to keep me in thoughts , if a line of poetry strays into my memory, my skin bristles so that razor ceases to act."
A truth told by my uncle in the garden when I was 10. Summer holidays were going on and I used to go and play with my uncle. It used to rejuvenate me and also would help me get closer to my relatives and cousins (as my parents say).
After an hour of play we used to have a chat about some topics basically some mature ones. He was my guide in the world of maturity. The topic of concern this time was shaving. My uncle thought of narrating the incidence about his memorable first shave. Those days I didn't like people with moustache or beard as it appeared like a covering on the face for me.
My uncle began with his experience to share that at those days there were no shaving lotions or creams known to anyone. This incident was hidden from his parents. He instead of asking anyone used a face cream. He spread it across his face and therefore started removing it with a razor. It obviously must have fascinate him and I was already assuming the scenario. With a mommy ring tone he was about end his 1st shave .
He washed his face and now appeared onto the mirror to look upon his beauty. Expecting a new manly look, that beauty gave him a shock and that was he had swiped his one side burn, thus looking weird rather like a clown. Another of 440V was the sound of laughter dam his sister and his mother. He drooped down of embarrassment. His mother held him up and told everything has an age of doing it. She explained that some things attract us and we tend to forget the barriers of it. With a lot of ifs, nos, buts and sorries, they finally ended up deciding to go and get it rectified by the man specialised in the field. Barber resolved the problem-his being like a clown. He sighed with relief, satisfaction regret and a forever captured memory.
This story taught us both a lesson, him in his past and me in my future-shaving should be done at an appropriate age and without a watch over any thought. Everything has a perfect time, and playing games with that could rarely come handy, mostly its going to result in a not-something-to-be-proud-of memory. As far as it goes about me, I still think about beard- I won't shave it for now, rather trim and about moustache I think I would be gladly have it than a funny face.
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