Today for no real reason I shaved off my mushtache, Swati was happy, no more prickly kisses after nearly 9 years of having put up with it (before marriage, some how it did not matter! ).
Sid was amused and Aasim cried bitterly saying how will I recognise my father now!!
Aasim basically resists change, I remember he had cried when Swati wore a saree for the first time in front of him. He creates a fuss if Swati puts mendhi on her hands. But I have never thought that he will mind my cutting my mushtache so much.
I have had this mushtache since past 13 years, basically had grown it when I started my clinic and people said that I looked too young to be a doctor!!!
Swati has taken some pictures and might put it up soon.
Later in the evening we went out for ice creams Aasim was alright after a while 🙂