I want to profusely thank the cosmetic industry, not for the magic it has done with my wrinkles, my tresses, my stretch marks; but for keeping me entertained all through these years. No one is born with wrinkles and grey hairs and no one ages without them. Accepting them is called graceful aging , but not always as easy as told. With my troubled sense of humor I call my wrinkles ‘the people’ in my life. The prominent lines on my forehead are the people who have made me think, worry, judge, and left me wiser . The lines around my eyes are the people who have helped me see the world in a new light,made me more appreciative,and humble. The people who touched my life with laughter, joy ,have left their mark around my mouth. I so love these people, for without them in my life I would not be the person I am. So which cream or lotion has the power to erase these line !

Bless the cosmetic industry for being such a life long friend and entertainer. As I turn the pages of glossy magazines I can stare, read, and believe every word the advertisement is trying to sell. Year after year the lotions change, the promises read more convincing, and I devour each word with gospel conviction. Then comes the visit to the malls,the aisles with luring line up of beauty products invites me with confident magnetism. Hours go by reading and analyzing bottles and jars till the right choice is made. Do the lines fade ? No. How can they, remember, they are people after all.

Mothers have a distinct scent of their own. I remember my mothers scent , so comforting and soothing. Yet I don’t remember her wearing any perfume ever. But she had her loyalty to her few but regular beauty products, Boroline, Nivea, Charmis and Tuhina. Those were the constant on our dresser through the years. My own dresser displays a confusion of errors ! Barring the comb there are not very many constants on it. I love to experiment with the new launches of creams and lotions. In fact I like to believe that I contribute a lot to this ever growing industry. After all I am their guinea pig, i am their consumer, i am their advertiser. In return they keep me entertained. Every few months the label changes, the packaging changes, the hydration changes, what remains constant is my reading the fine lines ,believing the fine lines, giving in to the fine lines, year after year ; for after all they are my fine lines, my people .