Guessing game with my friend:)Love or ....
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The soft supple hands and those satin encased skin felt great that day after years.

I had completely given up my hopes of possessing a skin as flawless as may be butter or snowflakes. Though never had one but have drooled over Katrina’s and Kareena’s one fantasizing about how skin with a touch of honey would feel like?

May be my daughter’s skin had that aura which I felt with my fingers that day. With age touching my physical case, I could never dream of such a wonder.

It was always those fine lines or may be a few of those black scars and pigmentation...some patches and I walking towards the beauty parlour with  bundles  of hard cash  and the aftermath was a “monstrous guilt kick” which took at least a week’s time to heal.

But the scars were all shining with their bare faces and I cursing myself over being a spend thrift or a narcissist and swearing next time let the real age show.

Then I went for this little white thing.

Applied it on to my face for a week and asked my friend to check it out, applying my age old monotonous stubborn face wash  on one side of my face and on the other had applied this creamy buttery one.(The advertisement had always triggered my desire)

She just said “Is it love?”

I replied “Well love embraces the whole body and mind but do you not feel that my love is just stuck in that right cheek.”

She giggles and I giggle too. Those youthful memories sprung up touching my supple skin and we both went on to those memory lanes ...of youth, of childhood, of love.

Thanks Dove for those special moments with that special glitter which knocked my youth(I felt at least 10 years younger) and I pampered myself.

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