I remember walking with Ma and Dad after dinner, mainly during the summer holidays. My main mission would always be to take a tour of society as soon as possible. And why not? Near the gate, there would be my favourite “ice cream wala bhaiya,” from whom dad would buy an ice cream for me….
A 70-year-old woman sitting in the Permanent Makeup chair was smiling with grace. wearing a crisp cotton sari, the perfect pearl earrings, and those thin, drawn, not so equal eyebrows. I, as a ritual, asked her, “Ji ma’am, how may I help you?” She inquired about Permanent Makeup, which I answered and removed all her…
Born into a simple family with a mother who teaches science in school and a father who owns a factory, Dr. Bharti Taneja, my mother, decided to open a salon from my study room with a mere 2,500 investment, and dad joined her in manufacturing cosmetics. Unknowingly, I joined in with the whole idea and…