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Beauty secrets : Multani Mitti

I was 20 when during my monthly eye brow shaping,my beautician was like you should try a facial.But I refused As my skin has been always too sensitive and the marks of anything and everything from simple burns to blemishes takes years to fade off.That's when she told me about multani mitti.As usual I didn't pay any attention initially but she was like,you can clean your face weekly with this mud pack made with rose water and your skin would be simply clean.I tried it whenever my eyes caught hold of the pack in my cupboard.Then 10 years later,it again became a staple in my cupboard but now I use it every week.

What is Multani mitti?

Its a type of mud,smells like clean mud and feels like mud on your skin.I reckon if one uses chemicals like bleach on the face,this would be a lovely soothing alternative in your beauty regimen.

I buy this chunk of of this rock like thing and sit at home and break them into small pieces and grind them in a mortar and pestle.I was scared to use my gr…

Gratefulness

The weather has gotten a bit better today.Until now for a fortnight,it has been extremely humid and hot.Who says weather doesn't affect your mood and well being ! With the slight change in weather came the seasonal flu and cough and that cannot make anything feel no better,no matter how much you are jacked up on antibiotics.

One is just not happy with life isn't it.You would think that a housewife who "doesn't do anything" should be the one who should be happiest,no,it isn't.I'm a housewife with no kids.Not that I hate my life.I always dreamed of being a housewife with a bunch of kids.But I didn't get the latter,so I'm unhappy.Then I have friends,who work and have kids and they hate their life coz they cannot spend quality or quantity of any time for their kids.The very reason they work their asses off.They dream of being there and see them grow.Then you have housewife with kids and they are going crazy watching their kids,spending every waking s…