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These four women, who are yet to find the right man, have to answer routine questions from well-meaning family, friends and nosy neighbours. The result: a range of funny to frustrating scenarios.
Raising your legs in the air, sitting on your haunches, feeling fingers in places that you would never have imagined needed to be touched…
It was my 24th birthday and some excitement is always welcome. It was something that I’d never tried. And it could just help me feel good about myself. So why not? I’d decided to gift myself with a pubic wax.
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My hair has always bothered me. I started getting grey hair on my head when I was very young. But if grey hair on my head were my bane then the hair on my body was a hassle. I am vain, I like looking good and body hair is not an attractive feature (at least not to me).
Scared of being put off
People get it done around their weddings though girls in my hostel got these done before going on a 'special date' with their boy/girlfriends. However, I was planning on this venture because I was excited – it was something that I had never tried before.
Like a soldier preparing himself, I began my homework. I did a little bit of research, asked hostel-mates for their recommendations and checked out the rates of different parlours in my area. I tried to ensure that I heard no accounts from friends about what happened during a pubic wax because I was scared of being put off.
I needed to do this and knowing painful details would have just put me off.
No space for shyness
At last the day came. I picked on a parlour that was a decent hygienic place where a lot of friends had gone at different times for getting different body parts waxed.
When I entered the place, the lady asked me to strip and told me upfront, “There is no space for prudish behaviour or shyness for the wax that you are about to indulge in.” I wasn’t sure if getting hair pulled out of one’s skin can ever be called an indulgence but I wanted to experience hairlessness.
I am not sure if all the parlour ladies are as talkative or was I given special treatment because for the next one hour while I howled/shouted/cursed she kept talking away to glory.
“It’s your first time so pain is but natural. Thankfully you had trimmed yourself up, we got a bride here yesterday who thought that this would be as easy as plucking eyebrows but it had got murky cause she almost peed during the wax job.”
The next hour was possibly the most painful hour of my life. I was creative with my cursing and thank God I did nothing as embarrassing as that bride, but by the end of it all, I felt as if I were violated through and through. Raising your legs in the air, sitting on your haunches, eeling hands and fingers in places that you would never have imagined needed to be touched to get a wax done are some of the vivid memories that I have of that hour.
At the end of it all, the lady who did this glorious wax told me that I was a “controlled kid”. It is altogether another story that the “controlled kid” could barely walk and had to have a pain-killer.
My body, my preferences
I reached my hostel with my gait weird but I felt nice. I am not a masochist and I hated the “wax” experience but I loved the clean feeling. I was so enamoured by this whole episode that I shared it with my best friend, a guy friend and my mother. It was my moment of fame and I did get a variety of reactions from: “I don’t think I want to hear this!” to “Are you going to have sex?”
My only answer is that I loved myself a little better because a smooth skin would be my preferred option any day to a skin which is course with an Amazonian growth of hair. And my preference counts because it is my body and I choose to continue my pursuit of a smoother hairless skin.
By Roli Mahajan
Photo: Warren Goldswain (Not the person featured in the article.)
This story was first published on 15-02-2013
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