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बहुत ना इंसाफ़ी है 🤪
Ever since I bloomed into a woman I was repeatedly coached and coaxed how to become a lady earlier by women’s fashion magazines and now by Instagrammers who call themselves angels of knowledge on what should be my face skin care routine .
And hence my mental battle started …obviously with men around me .
Weekdays –
I use –
Face cleanser
Face toner
Face day serum
Face moisturiser
Face sunscreen
Face night serum
Face night cream
And men use –
Bathing Soap
Weekends –
Face scrubs
Face steam
Face gels
Face packs
Face oils
Hair pre poo mask
Hair shampoo
Hair conditioner
Hair leave in conditioner
Hair serum
Parties
Primer
Foundation
Concealer
Lipstick
Blusher
Eyeshadow
Eye liner
Eye mascara
Eye kajal
Compact
Illuminating moisturiser
Setting spray
Perfume
Bathing soap
Space and time are two battle pointers …obviously all the racks have my stuff .. ok accepted but that is not the point .
The point is that how do men still manage to look handsome flaunting their bright skin just by using a bathing soap ? 🤨
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There are many mountains I need to climb just to be, just to live my life, just to have my say... because they are mountains you've built to oppress women.
Trigger Warning: This deals with various kinds of violence against women including rape, and may be triggering for survivors.
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