One day I was getting dressed for the party. I was draping my sari in front of the mirror when I noticed my four year old son staring at me and making strange faces. I asked him that why he was doing like that and he answered, “You don’t look good anymore.” And I teased him and said, “Ok! Then who does?” He replied, “the mom who comes in the Santoor soap ad does”. After all her skin don’t reflect her age. I told him that we will also get that soap and told him to go out and play.

I have been seeing that ad for quite a long time but never had a feeling, but today when my son pointed it to me, it really made me think that there is definitely a marginal difference between the ad mom and the normal mom like me.
Imagine you are making your daughter ready for her school excursion for which she has worn the dazzling white frock which you just bought for her trip and also packing lunch for your hubby dear and yeah also making porridge for your little prince too young to walk in the kitchen and get it himself and while handing the tiffin to your hubby who is getting late you just drop something on princess frock. Unlike ad mom you don’t dazzle the Mona Lisa smile and throw the whirlpool magic. You get frustrated and change her dress worrying over Mrs. Sharma’s comments on your darling’s dress.

Having an automatic machine is not enough, you need to have that much of time with you to let things be just the way Kajol says PERFECT else your hubby will get late, your prince will be cranky not having that porridge and your daughter will miss her day of fun with friends.

Even taking a bath these days is a big problem. Though municipality people are sending water everyday but darling daughter needs MISS UNIVERSE soap and for the little delicate skin the other soap and for the hubby dear who works all day and gets back drenched in sweat, obvious choice DETTOL. And if the stains are good, the choice in choosing the detergents is not.

How can we forget food? When the kids return they want food cooked in 2 minutes and they love singing it along. And when the hubby has invited the boss for dinner unlike the ad mom who makes the boss lick his fingers and hubby dear lands up with the promotion, the chances with the normal mom like me are very thin.

And doing the daily chores sometimes when your back actually aches and you have travelled far enough for ahh to ahha, everyone will complain that you are always in pain and you still lie in your bed agonizing in pain while other watching ad mom outside think that why the ad mom is better.